Gabi came to us the Christmas I was 14. Mom and dad decided that every boy needs a dog, so that was Jem's gift. He spent many trips to the city pound searching for our new family member. The pound said that Gabi was aggressive and bad with men, children, and other pets; Jem knew that wasn't true. She was rough around the edges. She was insecure and hurt. She needed a home and stable, consistent love. She got us (and obedience school!).
We had a wonderful 10.5 years with our girl. She entered a family of non-dog lovers. She left us devastated.
I have two parts; half of my heart is home, with my family. The other half of me is here, happy and completely content in life. At least, that is the usual balance. This week my 'home half' feels empty. It is sad, homesick, and missing my dog. My 'here half' goes to work, teaches, grades, spends time with friends, and functions normally. It is happy and thankful for the life I live. But this week, just this week, everything has felt not quite right. My 'home half' aches. My life has been blessed by my wonderful dog. Right now there is a hole, but I know that that hole will be filled with more blessings.
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I'm thankful for so many wonderful years with, in my opinion, the greatest dog on earth.
Dear Katie,
ReplyDeleteIt's tough being away from home during the holidays. And it's tough having your dog die. Give yourself time to grieve........it will get better.
I appreciate your honesty. May you know the Lord with you in a real way.
Love,
Janine