dead and momentarily forgotten

Barco died one year ago. Yesterday.

If I had not been at a birthday party for my good friend Beth Smith tonight, talking about the things old friends talk about at such occasions, I would have completely missed the date.

Someone asked me about my dog. I told the tale of woe that was his short life. Only then did I realize the first anniversary of his death passed by. Completely unremarked.

I often say that every event in our lives becomes part of who we are. I believe that. Barco's ten months with me were an experience I will not forget -- even though my memory of him is fading fast.

So, let me pause for a moment tonight to remember the puppy who brought joy into my life.

Here's to you, Barco.