I was rushing back home after a walk with my dog, with a thousand things running through my head. This year has been particularly difficult for me after losing my father rather unexpectedly and I had often found myself simply holding my breath as life seemed to rush by. This particular fall morning was breezy and chilly. I had picked up my pace to get back inside, but Chip had a different perspective and lesson for me. I looked back and he had perched himself on the rock wall, time standing still, with the breeze flowing across his face, enjoying that very moment. I turned around to capture him enjoying life's simple pleasures. I stayed a while and just breathed...