We pulled into Dave and Tammy's home in the middle of the night. I called for Koda, their Rottwheiler, as soon as I walked through the door. For just a second, he didn't recognize my voice and didn't move a muscle and wasn't close enough to smell me. This dog is fed raw meat and has had me pinned before. In that second I wondered to myself if he were going to tackle me on the ceramic tiles in the front entry. Then, recognition. He loved on me like I was his long lost sweetheart. I've only been gone one week. My chickens came through the front door with their arms full from unloading their things from the car. He was so happy and wiggly to see them again. Dogs say "Hi" with a full body workout. All 130 lbs of him can knock you down and when he steps on your feet, you feel it! He had to get a good smell of everyone. Jeff was exhausted. He had driven the entire way (500 miles) by himself. (Yes, I did listen to that song on the way down...Oh I would walk five hundred miles and I would walk 500 more. Just to be the man who walked a thousand miles to fall down at your door :)
Jeff feels very present for me. He is the first one with a hug (or to help me fight computers) to try to take the stress off my shoulders. He has been so patient with me. Yesterday, after Alex's doctors appt, we picked up dinner and the girls (Sarah brought a friend). I thought to check on my friend via quick text. Deb replied that her dog, Phoebe, (I think she was a Pug) had to be put down. Jeff drove me over to hug her before we went home. All animal lovers across the land understand that animals are a part of our lives and know there is a communication and understanding that we share with them. So? Your baby is mute, you still can understand the needs and feel the affection. You care for them as you would a child for up to 15 years. My friends, Luwanna and Lori, both lost their dogs on the same day just a few weeks back. They know what I am saying is true. To lose one is like losing your human teenager. You appreciate each thing that was theirs and fun characteristics and personalities. My heart is with her. I too am grieving. Maybe God put us in each others lives to help each other through... My Grandma calls it " Ministering Angels."
My Fuller family was up for coffee this morning. We haven't seen each other since I left that last morning. We began to talk and then the tears began to flow.
I am making a promise to myself that I am going to focus on the life in his years. But, to walk into his home today.....
Dan tells me " You got this. Life moves forward. This world is only a waypoint...a short glitch in the precession of life." That's a good one Dan. That's why it's here in my blog. It's todays meditation. :) As I told him....here we go!
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