What a treasure to be so close to someone that you can see the tiny shades of the skin on their face.  To touch someone’s hair and feel the soft texture, to caress the neck beneath the tresses.  I hold onto these moments remembering so many who I have touched now so far away. 

And to touch the fur of a dear one that soon will be on the other side.  To remember the wagging tail, the soft conversational howling and wiggling butt of animal lovers.

I sent love to all those who have touched me and that I have been honored to touch.  May our endless forever spirits always dance.