If you’ve ever regretted missing something due to work (a wedding, a funeral, a once-in-a-lifetime occasion) I have a story for you today.
When Paul Baiguerra wrote me with this touching piece yesterday, we had just lost our beloved dog Kinsey to cancer about four hours earlier. During Kinsey’s last days, I was happy that I work from home and that I was able to spend so much time with him.
So when Paul wrote me with this, I couldn’t deny the power of this message and the incredible coincidence of the timing.
Somtimes there are other, more important reasons.
And now, the post from Paul:
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We’d been expecting it for so long that when it finally arrived it was a shock. I can still clearly see the Palliative Care Nurse choosing her phrasing very carefully. We were visiting for the night and would return the following week – she suggested we may want to stay.
I joked on Twitter the other day (
How’s that for a title, eh? (sorry for saying “eh,” I’ve been hanging out with Canadians lately, and yes, I did also just pronounce “sorry” like soree instead of sawree, but I digress)

