I am sitting in a motel in Pullman, Washington. Today I got up at 4 a.m. to take my little dog Tally to the Veterinary Teaching Hospital in hopes that they could help her. This is supposed to be the cutting edge in veterniary medicine.
So after sitting on an icy hill for 2 hours waiting for the road to open, crossing a snowy pass, having Tally poop all over me because all of her medicine gave her diareha, and a little episode about 75 miles from the hospital that I am not sure what it was, I made it. I checked my little girl in to be evaluated.
So I sit and ask what is all of this teaching me again? I have always been the kind of person who believes everything happens for a reason, but time and time again I wonder when we are going to understand the reason. I do recognize this is my dog and not my parent or a child, but she is very special to me. I do know what purpose Tally served in my life. I know that she brought balance to my life when I needed it most. So I do know what I learned from her, but I still don't understand why she should go through all of this.
So are we supposed to hang on to these feelings and wait until we have that aha moment of the lesson we have learned? That is far too difficult. I think we want immediate answers and understanding.
So I feel this shows me yet again that life is short, enjoy your love ones because you don't know what tomorrow brings, and every other cliche that I can think of. I do know that the last few weeks have made me appreciate everything just a little more. I appreciate all of the kind things my friends do for me, how supportive my boss and coworkers are as I try not to lose it at work, and how my family has proven yet again that they will always be there for me.
So nothing that you all don't already know, but I guess that we just have to be reminded of it time and time again. Thanks again for the support.
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