This makes me smile. Just over a year ago, I was the slowest member of our family. Everyone walked at a snail’s pace so that they wouldn’t pass me by and we could walk together. I know it was hard for everyone and I love them for willingly staying with me. Over the weekend my husband joined my border collie and I on our walk but first asked, “Are you going to walk with me?” He asked that because now that I am in remission (I am not sure if I am technically in remission, but I feel like I am.), Izzy and I walk at a very fast pace and I forget to slow down when Steve is walking with us. I love that I am now being asked to slow down my walking. I seriously never thought this day would come.