Pops here: My day started about 3:45 this morning when this little two and a half legged angel walked the entire length of my body and settled between my shoulder blades and started gently licking the back of my neck until I acknowledged her presence ( I was smiling the entire time)... my dogs mean more to me than anything.. there is nothing I wouldnt sacrifice for them... nothing. Ive often thought, what kind of person in their right mind could put up with this other than me? Someone asked me when I slept and I just said I get whatever I can manage between 10 pm and 4 am.. rarely is it the entire six hours but I just figure that it hasnt killed me yet and how on earth could you ever be upset by being awakened by Hope or Tripper? I went to a memorial yesterday for my first wife, Marie. I shared a few stories about the kind of person she was,.. she was very beautiful, both inside and out.. her son, my boy Skye, shared some thoughts she had put to words and it made me think that until we are forced to contemplate death we never fully understand it. The words he read could only have come from someone who understood and accepted the fact that what was happening was inevitable and just a part of life.. when he talked about how much she enjoyed her last days with her grandchildren and her words were so up beat and positive I couldnt help but think that she was at peace... this only reinforces my belief that we need to make the best of every situation and accept the hand that we were dealt and make the best of it.. the best example of that woke me up this morning.... when I watch Hope work so hard to do what comes easily to most other creatures and never give up it is a constant reminder of how blessed I truly am...
Posted on: Sun, 29 Jun 2014 19:57:34 +0000
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