When They Ruin the Rainbow Sandals—And Other Lessons in Letting Go
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The other day, after a storm in Ocala, I found Milo—freshly groomed (30 minutes earlier), pristine, and fluffy—rolling gleefully in a mud puddle. There was nothing I could do but laugh. He was living his best life, and after all, it’s only mud. That moment brought back a childhood memory. When I was little, my mom bought me a pair of Corky’s sandals with rainbow-colored cork. I was so excited to wear them that I stepped outside… onto wet ground. I don’t know if I permanently ruined them, but I do know my mom was not happy. And that’s stuck...
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