Heartbreak Comes in Many Forms

He has been part of the family for 13 years.  When we got him, he was so tiny that he could fit right in the palm of your hand – he was just 2 weeks old.  We were living in Mexico City at the time, and my sister demanded her own dog.   He could barely walk, [...]

Don’t Call Me, I’ll Call You

My family and I have this warped tendency to talk to one another on a daily basis. In fact, on most days, I talk to both my mother and sister multiple times a day. My sister will call me at work when she’s bored, and I call her on my drive home to find out [...]