I always wondered how I would handle losing Lucy. But I did not fear it. I knew how these things work. She would probably go before me. I wanted to go first, but who would take care of her? I did not know. We lived a fairly fearless life. Kayaking, cycling, going places where dogs weren’t always welcomed. Lucy won most of them over. Then I recently read Matthew 10:28. It tells me what to fear, and Lucy and I were not afraid of death. I was blessed by her presence, even though it was too short for me.