I'm Paul Seguin, amateur writer, devoted husband, father, and proud grandfather, my life is a tapestry of love, family, and storytelling. Words have become my brush, painting pictures of love and imagination on the canvas of my experiences.
Helping Mya Cross Over the Rainbow Bridge
Entering the peaceful seclusion of our backyard, the air was thick with the aroma of fall. The changing leaves' once vivid colors seemed to fade, reflecting the dull ache that had taken up residence in my chest. The sound of my faithful friend's absence filled every crevice of our house: the soft padding of her paws on the dew-kissed grass, the absence of her eager bark.