I am the passenger…

As you move through this life and this world you change things slightly, you leave marks behind, however small. And in return, life -- and travel -- leaves marks on you. Most of the time, those marks -- on your body or on your heart -- are beautiful. Often, though, they hurt. I'm not here … Continue reading I am the passenger…

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The day after…

He was my handsome little bun... I can't believe he was only with us for a few months. It felt like he was with us a lot longer. My heart is broken. I'm going to miss his morning nose bops, his bunny 500s, bunny bowling and his little paws on my legs as he asked for … Continue reading The day after…