A fleeting life. In memory of my dog..
It's the way of life-- there's a pattern how God balances things out but I could be wrong. Some people say God only wants good things to happen to you. While prayers are powerful and can create a miracle, there is always an inevitable time when we have to make a painful concession and just let go. It's embracing God's will. I got a call from my father this morning with an extremely sad news, our family dog has just died. I knew it was a matter of time since she had been sickly the past couple of months while I was battling my own health issues. I thought she would pull through because she had survived several illnesses before. I really didn't expect she wouldn't come around this time. Suddenly every bit of exhuberance I had in me the day before faded away so quickly. Just like a passing cloud. I was an emotional wreck this morning. I had to brave myself to open the computer and to look for my dog's old pictures so I could recall how she used to be. I'm deeply heartbroken I wasn't there today when she passed. I don't know what made me think she'd be there forever, that she'd always be waiting eagerly in the front yard doing all those crazy things everytime I come home from the airport. I'm still trying to process the fact that I will never see her dancing in circles again whenever I'm about to feed her. For 9 years she was my baby. I'm going to miss every tiny sound she used to make, her bark, yelp, even her footsteps.