Someone else has been taking the pooch to the park. Giving her a good walk. Bringing her back.

Life one day. Not the same the next. But Peaches, she’s okay. Soaking up the added love.

On the 18th of March – a week from tomorrow – I’ll be heading up to Toronto. My daughter, Hunter, is expecting her first child. Lynn and she cannot wait.

But I tell dear Hunter: one day to the next and life is about to shift. This life that is so familiar will give way to so much not knowing. And yet, it’s also – giving way to so so so much knowing. Just not the kind that we typically recognize.

The richness of what lies ahead.

All that added love.