Changes

 When I went to college, I vainly hoped I would change my stripes and have more  fun than I did in high school.

I did eventually have fun despite not changing.

One can almost divide my life into BC —before Claren, my first service dog and AD — after dogs.  They helped me start changing, though I am still not where I want to be.

Fame is helping me get there.

I was thinking of this  as I watched my niece accept awards at her prep school graduation.

She apparently wanted to change after high school, too, except she did.

Everything.

Except she remains one of the smartest and kindest people I know. And she still loves dogs and hockey.

I am jealous, well, not of hockey.