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Every morning, I wake up, let my dog, Aiden out and make a pot of coffee.  I turn on the stove to heat the pan that I will be cooking my two eggs in.  I get one scoop of dog food out for Aiden and walk to the door to let him in.  He follows me to his bowl for breakfast and then I continue to make mine.  It's our morning ritual.

I used to read the copy of USAToday that was delivered to my doorstep...but, that was 15 years ago.  Now I have three electronic devices with me at breakfast: my cell phone...to text a quote to twitter, my ipod touch to play Words with Friends and Dice with Buddies, and my xoom (a google tablet) where I check facebook and my email.

This morning, I had two emails.  One was written last night, informing me  that my friend has been diagnosed with breast cancer.  She wrote this message in a very positive way.  My friend is a trooper...a really strong woman.  But she is a just few years older than me and the message scared me.  The other message arrived early morning, informing me that my Aunt Betty had passed away.  She was 88, she lived a great life and I am happy for her.

Two completely different feelings from equally sad emails.  This reminds me that I get to choose how to feel.  I decided to call my friend later in the evening...there are no words.  I chose to go to my Aunt Betty's house after that to celebrate a fabulous person whose life affected many people in positive way.

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