My wife and I took our 9-month-old son, Fisher, to our favorite river over the weekend. It was his first trip there, a cause for celebration, but the occasion was tinged with sadness. We were also there to spread the ashes of our recently deceased dog, a fiery little corgi named Murphy who made numerous fishing trips to that stream.
Lose a loved one, gain a new one, and the water welcomes them both
by Myers Reece - Friday, Aug 3rd, 2018