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26 August 2008


Tempus fugit in Hicksvillio hodie . . . Time flies in Hicksville today. My grandmother and her sister would look at each other and share a private smile.

The young dog who once leapt across the field, shaking her head and barking with the sheer joy of being alive, now pushes slowly up from the floor and puts her gray muzzle on my lap.

When this dog was a puppy, my teenaged son slumped on the couch, tired and sick from the chemotherapy that we were pouring into him.

Today he stands at the altar, a smiling young man, his bride at his side. Full of life, and love.

Take a deep breath, let time slow, look around, and savor this moment of life.

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