Every morning, Brenda awoke to her pup Emmy, tail wagging, at the door for the day’s adventure. It didn’t happen. Emmy’s furry excitement was losing the battle to the pain Brenda was feeling in her hip. The distress in Emmy’s face represented Brenda’s thoughts of what she wouldn’t do that day, all the hikes they wouldn’t go on, all the adventures they wouldn’t take; the life Brenda wasn’t living. Click here to read more.