I always wonder how people can give away a animal that loves them, only to replace them with another that they may think is BETTER. See my heart does not work that way. If I love someone and I have a place in their family then I will always feel those feeling, and have that place. I guess though life does not work that way for everyone.
If you could take a person to the shelter, that is where I would find myself today. Left at the door. Behind. Cos BETTER has come along.
Today I feel like those senior dogs must feel who have loved a family all their lives, and given their whole heart and wakes up to find see themselves left behind. Lost, and alone, and hurt.
When I was a little girl my grandma told me I always wore my heart on my sleeve, and I didn't understand at the time what she meant. Now that I am old and grown up I am actually as she said. I wish sometimes my heart could be in a protected case, safe and distant, yeah sometimes I do wish THAT.
People can be so toxic to us, even the ones we love the hardest, the ones who nurture us, and teach us about life when we are growing up. I always try to figure out when one of my furry kids go to the heavens above what lesson I was to learned from having them, and then losing them, it helps me feel a little more sane, so this time I am also asking myself what lesson I am supposed to be learning from this OTHER kind of loss, and why there even needed to be one.
I know you are all shaking your heads and wondering what the heck this is all about, mostly its about me just needing to write words down, cos that helps me start to heal.
I do want you all to know that you are a total different reality when it comes to the word family. If someone would look FAMILY up in the dictionary it would be a picture of you.
I am lucky to have you.