With so many changes having taken place recently, it feels fitting that it's fall, and I'm glad that I have Koa as a constant. I found a stark grey hair is his tail this past week, and at first it made me really sad. It's never easy to see signs of aging, whether on our friends, or on the faces that stare back at us in the mirror. Koa is a reminder of everything that I've been through, and that above all, we change: a feral dog to a loyal companion, a once cherished lover to an empty silence, an insecure girl into a (hopefully) gracious woman.
Ultimately, I realize now more than ever that the past is pain, the future is anxiety, and the most important thing that we cannot forget to do is live in the present moment, as we are now, grey hairs and all