You know, this photograph made me cry. I remembered dogs I’ve owned in the past and how loyal they were. And that soldier, receiving solace…
Sometimes I get scared. I start thinking I’m not going to make it through this or that high-tech meeting. Maybe I’m not going to raise enough funds to keep the company running. Maybe, even, I’m not enough.
Then I remember Labby Dawg running to lick each of us after each mission. Sometimes we lost, but Labby Dawg always made us feel like heroes. I remember how Labby smelled and the softness of her tongue against my cheek and how it feels to be alive.