The final chapter: Essouaria....the western coast of Africa
We lost Sarah, but we gained little AMODO HAYATT, arabic for travelling life......he crossed our path as we were in the atlas mountains, in a car...and mayra ran out and picked him up, the second we laid eyes on him, he was ours.... he was pretty much the CUTEST little husky/morrocan mutt of a dog.....although he did have bowel problems, hence the sweet catch i got in my palm one morning!!!!!! GOD BLESS YOU MUNCHKIN.
When a door opens, walk through it. Trust that the door has opened for
a reason and you have been guided to it. Sometimes we have a tendency
to overanalyze or agonize over the decision, but it is quicker to
simply go through the door and discover what's there as that's the
only way to know. Even if it doesn't seem right at first, opening this
door may lead to another door that will take us where we need to go.