The Myth of the 50/50 Relationship

I like to think I am capable of dealing with most things.  I have resource file three inches thick.  I have the personal cell phone numbers of people ranging from politicians to entertainers.  I know an expert in just about any field.  I also think generally speaking, I am pretty emotionally stable and can weather whatever comes my way, with one exception. I have no coping mechanism for dealing with the illness, injury, or suffering of my beloved best friend Mozart the Pug.  When I say no coping mechanism, I mean NONE.  I came face to face with that glaring deficiency in my ability to function this week, as Mozart is sick and I am seriously unable to function well, or at all, in my world. Last night I was laying in bed, trying desperately to hold back the...