Taking a lot of pictures is well worth it when you cram months of living into weeks. Lots of togetherness gets packed into a tight space of time. And the precious moments of knowing he’s home, even if asleep in the next room, are worth documenting.

I treasure each hour of togetherness, and I have learned a sweet letting-go love that involves loving with your whole heart even when you know someone’s slipping through your fingers.

It’s knowing that love still counts, even miles and time and oceans apart.

Beagles January 2018_2.JPGLimelights.JPGIt’s the limelights he helped you plant in the hard, unyielding soil, that you’ve carefully dried and set proudly on display.

Master.JPGLove is that room painted a little darker than I’d like and a lot more feminine than he’d choose because it’s ours.

Beagles January 2018_8.JPGBeagles January 2018_7.JPGBeagles January 2018_4.JPGBeagles January 2018_1.JPGIt’s that pup drifting off on a chilly day on a bright, sun-warmed bed, abiding securely after being surrendered by the last family.

Feb 2018-2.jpgFeb 2018_1.JPGIt’s the safest, most restful place to be.

Beagles January 2018_3.JPGIt’s persevering and choosing to bless when it doesn’t seem to be deserved…

Beagles January 2018_5.JPG… But forgetting all about those faults and loving that bad dog anyway. Beagles January 2018_6.JPGIt makes the domestic and mundane extraordinary. It’s the very best of all.

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