Crazy to think, one year ago today we made our way through
pouring rain and rising floods to pick up the part of my heart I never knew was
missing.
I could tell you the story of heartbreak, of hard days and
lonely nights, a year of tough decisions, of struggle, of hardship. Aint it just like
a dog? To turn my life upside down. The story of the past year looks so
different now- such sweet mornings and belly laughs, new experiences, a love I
longed for but failed to fathom.
I’ve said it a thousand times: he’s the best gift I’ve ever received. The reality though? So much more. He’s been such a promise of what’s to
come, a down payment, proof of God’s faithfulness, the giver of all good gifts…
Oh to think what else He has in store!
I can’t end
without a thank you—To my amazing mom, who braved the (literal) storm and made
the trek to Lynchburg with me to pick up my boy. To my sweet aunt (and uncle)
who hosted us on the way home that first night, reassurning and kind, feeding us
pizza and calming my nerves as I stressed about the possibility that he might
pee on their rug (he didn’t!) To Q’s precious foster mom who opened her home
(and her heart) during his transition. To countless friends and family who
encouraged me along the way (and understood when I cancelled plans because I had
left my dog home alone all day and couldn’t justify leaving him again.) Thank
you doesn’t seem like enough, but please know that I am blessed because of you.
“Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.”
