Just being silly and goofing around, no one cares or puts too much thought into anything. Really being present in a way.

And although she can’t hear too well, she still greets us with a big kiss and as wide of a tail wag as her little stub can manage. She’s a grandma now, but still our baby too.

She was shaking and crying and so small. She would cry until she got too tired and peacefully fall asleep. But she’s bigger and older now, very spoiled, snores constantly, and doesn’t need to be held anymore. She’s getting grayer and weaker, and she doesn’t walk as well.

I know there is so much more to come, so many more experiences and life events to go through, but I’d like to think I can recognize something significant.

I am typically quite forgetful, but I sincerely hope I’ll be able to treat this year’s memories, changes, lessons, conversations, emotions, accomplishments, pains, joys, and revelations in such reverence that I’ll remember it all.