love of my life. . .
I can't post my picture right now, but will add them later- to help show why they are one of the loves in my life.
The truest and first love of my life was Alex. I met him outside of Shopko when I was a sophomore in college. He had my heart when our eyes met. He came home with me that day. I knew my parents (who lived across the country) would be mad from the start- he had a mind of his own and was extremely messy. I had confidence he would settle down, and 'conform' to the rules, and I knew this would take time. I felt like he was worth the risk and the trouble. It turned out to be one of the best decisions of my life.
My entire family fell in love with him too! Don't get me wrong, he was lots of trouble and had me in tears on more than one occasion, but by the end of the day I was always happy. I learned so much from Alex. He taught me the meaning of responsibility, and sacrifice. He taught me about commitment and patience. He showed me unconditional love, no matter how mad I got at him, he always loved me. He was always happy to see me and always sad to see me leave. He never 'spoke' rude to me, and never got mad at me. I admit it was a lopsided relationship, but he seemed OK with that. I never thought I'd find a person to love like I loved Alex.
luckily I found Steve, my husband. He has lots of Alex's good qualities, there are a few exceptions. Steve & I have a much more 'balanced' relationship. Well, I'm sharing all of this because of my current situation.
-Sidebar- I just reread what I wrote, and it sounds like Alex is a person- now, I considered him a part of my family, but I need to clarify Alex was my lab-mix dog. I thought about changing it above, but it kind of made me laugh-which I really need right now, so I left it as is.
Back to current situation- I thought I never be able to have any love like Alex. We have had 3 other dogs join the family with Alex, all of which I loved dearly, but Alex always held a special place in my heart, high above the others. He had been with me longer than anyone else (outside my mom, dad, sister or brother). Alex died almost 1 1/2 yrs ago. He was almost 17 years old.
I need to say, I understand how weird this all sounds to non-animal people, and I know dogs are not people, but it doesn't change how I feel. I really loved him and I really miss him. Now with my current situation, my heart is heavy because of Booboo. Like I said above, I never thought I'd find a love close to what I had for Alex, until Booboo came into our life. He is 2 1/2 years old, and was good buddies with Alex. It took a while for me to connect with him, he's a golden retriever, and they love everybody. They don't play favorites. Well, there are 6 people in our home, and lots of other family coming and going, so Booboo has lots & lots of best friends. Since I have been so busy with the 2 littlest people in our family, Booboo had taken a bit of the backseat for me. Just this past few months, with my husband gone a lot more and the little kids becoming a little more independent, Booboo & I have connected. I love him so much, for a number of reasons, mainly for his gentleness with the babies, and his patience with all the kids, and because he his so well behaved and generally just a good, good dog.
OK, Finally all this is on my mind because Booboo had been really sick this past weekend. I took him to the vet on Wednesday, and he hasn't improved. I'm so very scared because our friend had Booboo's brother and had to put him down a few months ago because he had cancer. The vet wants me to bring Booboo back in the morning to do some more tests, and I'm just so sad, scared and anxious. Poor Booboo has been laying around, not eating and hardly wags his tail- which if you know about goldens- they are the eternal optimist dog and always happy. I am just praying it's nothing serious. I guess this week has made me realize how lucky I have been to have Alex and Booboo as part of my life. I know in the grand scheme of things most people don't understand the way 'dog people' love their dogs, but for me they are an extended part of my family. I just had to put down my thoughts, hoping it would help me feel better.
Quote of the day
"Today I can cry because roses have thorns, or I can celebrate that thorns have roses" -- unknown-
Gratitudes
1. Finally a breezy day to blow some of this sticky humidity away
2. Receiving my new AQS magazine, to help me relive the quilt show
3. my mom & sister who help to hold my burdens
4. husband & son having "the best week ever" at scout camp (according to my son)
5. Booboo snuggling at my feet each night
The truest and first love of my life was Alex. I met him outside of Shopko when I was a sophomore in college. He had my heart when our eyes met. He came home with me that day. I knew my parents (who lived across the country) would be mad from the start- he had a mind of his own and was extremely messy. I had confidence he would settle down, and 'conform' to the rules, and I knew this would take time. I felt like he was worth the risk and the trouble. It turned out to be one of the best decisions of my life.
My entire family fell in love with him too! Don't get me wrong, he was lots of trouble and had me in tears on more than one occasion, but by the end of the day I was always happy. I learned so much from Alex. He taught me the meaning of responsibility, and sacrifice. He taught me about commitment and patience. He showed me unconditional love, no matter how mad I got at him, he always loved me. He was always happy to see me and always sad to see me leave. He never 'spoke' rude to me, and never got mad at me. I admit it was a lopsided relationship, but he seemed OK with that. I never thought I'd find a person to love like I loved Alex.
luckily I found Steve, my husband. He has lots of Alex's good qualities, there are a few exceptions. Steve & I have a much more 'balanced' relationship. Well, I'm sharing all of this because of my current situation.
-Sidebar- I just reread what I wrote, and it sounds like Alex is a person- now, I considered him a part of my family, but I need to clarify Alex was my lab-mix dog. I thought about changing it above, but it kind of made me laugh-which I really need right now, so I left it as is.
Back to current situation- I thought I never be able to have any love like Alex. We have had 3 other dogs join the family with Alex, all of which I loved dearly, but Alex always held a special place in my heart, high above the others. He had been with me longer than anyone else (outside my mom, dad, sister or brother). Alex died almost 1 1/2 yrs ago. He was almost 17 years old.
I need to say, I understand how weird this all sounds to non-animal people, and I know dogs are not people, but it doesn't change how I feel. I really loved him and I really miss him. Now with my current situation, my heart is heavy because of Booboo. Like I said above, I never thought I'd find a love close to what I had for Alex, until Booboo came into our life. He is 2 1/2 years old, and was good buddies with Alex. It took a while for me to connect with him, he's a golden retriever, and they love everybody. They don't play favorites. Well, there are 6 people in our home, and lots of other family coming and going, so Booboo has lots & lots of best friends. Since I have been so busy with the 2 littlest people in our family, Booboo had taken a bit of the backseat for me. Just this past few months, with my husband gone a lot more and the little kids becoming a little more independent, Booboo & I have connected. I love him so much, for a number of reasons, mainly for his gentleness with the babies, and his patience with all the kids, and because he his so well behaved and generally just a good, good dog.
OK, Finally all this is on my mind because Booboo had been really sick this past weekend. I took him to the vet on Wednesday, and he hasn't improved. I'm so very scared because our friend had Booboo's brother and had to put him down a few months ago because he had cancer. The vet wants me to bring Booboo back in the morning to do some more tests, and I'm just so sad, scared and anxious. Poor Booboo has been laying around, not eating and hardly wags his tail- which if you know about goldens- they are the eternal optimist dog and always happy. I am just praying it's nothing serious. I guess this week has made me realize how lucky I have been to have Alex and Booboo as part of my life. I know in the grand scheme of things most people don't understand the way 'dog people' love their dogs, but for me they are an extended part of my family. I just had to put down my thoughts, hoping it would help me feel better.
Quote of the day
"Today I can cry because roses have thorns, or I can celebrate that thorns have roses" -- unknown-
Gratitudes
1. Finally a breezy day to blow some of this sticky humidity away
2. Receiving my new AQS magazine, to help me relive the quilt show
3. my mom & sister who help to hold my burdens
4. husband & son having "the best week ever" at scout camp (according to my son)
5. Booboo snuggling at my feet each night
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