At Costco, I stock up on treats for my dog. There are biscuits that Rose particularly likes, and she could easily scarf down a whole one, but I like to tear them into 3 or 4 pieces, and give them to her several times a day. These biscuits are hard to break up, and I have cut my hands in the process. It’s times like that when I wish I had a husband to help. That, and cutting up cardboard boxes to recycle. But most other times, I feel like my life is full, rich and very complex.
Painting by Anna Hoyle [1]