How I Found Hope During One Dark Night Of Ms
But such has been the case in the last few days. Our oldest dog, Sadie, and I share the need for more than one nocturnal pee, so there we were: she, sniffing around the lawn for a place to squat, and I, boxer-clad and half-asleep, listening to the calm between two winter storms. It’s not unusual, depending on wind and tide, to hear the local fishing boats at the pier as crews ready for a day at the nets....