our little bean has had a difficult year. between cataracts and cancer and chemotherapy,
aging hit my girl hard and all at once. white hair has spread beneath her eyes and around her bum, giving away her nearly ten years.
she can't see where the sticks fall when they're thrown, and our nightly routine consists of two different eye drops, one massive eye health supplement, a liquid cancer medication, and children's claritin.
however, she still chases sticks with vigor, and happily accepts her medicine with cheese.
the cancer seems to have retreated. she enjoys her chicken jerky treats more than ever and
savors her afternoons in the sun. she has a brother and a sister and the most important job in the world: taking care of them. she bolts out the door when i say the words, "time to pick up will at school!" and the teachers at drop-off greet her by name. quinn has been overcome with bouts of "mithin' bean" when we're out running errands.
bean also takes care of me. she's by my side in the quiet, and in the loud. my little witness, my forever friend. she brings me more comfort than seems possible. i think back on the many lives i led over the last ten years, and bean is a part of every picture. i am so thankful for her, and that, together, we made it here, to this family and this home. right where we both belong.
i love you, bean. we all do.
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