21 December 2009
On this day in 2004 my beloved golden retriever, Hemingway, took his last breath and left this journey of life behind. Winter solstice is, in fact, the darkest day of the year for those of us in the northern hemisphere. And it is one of the darkest days of the year in my heart as I remember his gentle disposition and miss him, almost unbearably so. I can only hope that he will be waiting for me at the rainbow bridge.