On the walk, Red moves ahead, turning to keep an eye on me. On the walk, I keep my eye on him, it centers me, on this long winding road up a hill near our farmhouse. I love this road, love walking on it. I hope to do this every day, sometimes with Red, sometimes alone. I was thinking on my walk that although I worry about things like money, I sometimes forger that I found the most difficult thing in the world to find, the thing i always wanted my whole life but could never have. Love. Lots of people have money, but few have found true love. So I got the thing I almost wanted, and in a place I would never have expected to find it.

Love is more important to me than money, but money is important too. It is the currency of our world, the way we get what we need. I always told myself – every day of my life – that I wanted love. But I never told myself I wanted money. Is there a lesson in that?