I'm grateful for the ebb an flow of life. I'm grateful for the times of excitement and action and equally grateful for the times of rest. The ocean is a great example of this ebb and flow... rising and falling... lapping at the shore then retreating back into itself. Today I retreat. I'm grateful to have the flexibility to take a day off and spend it with my childhood dog, Daisy. I'm grateful to spoil her in any way I can and return the amazing love she has given me all these years. Yesterday I was imagining what it would be like to fill a child's ball pit with french fries for her to roll around in even though she could not eat them anymore. I'm grateful for a love that is so deep that I would do anything for her to make her days better. But I'm also grateful to know that sometimes that love is all that is needed. I'm grateful for the love and strength of my amazing family and friends today as they support me so that I may support her. I'm grateful to recognize that the sadness is a product of the many years of joy and that the joy overshadows it still. I'm grateful for the time I share with Daisy. I'm grateful to look back on all the funny moments we shared together. Last night I was remembering driving her back home to see my parents after they had been out of town. She had her face out the window enjoying the air and I asked her if she was ready to see Mom. She got so excited she leapt out of the car window and started down the road toward home without me! I had to jump out and go get her. I remember our game, when she was younger, of Secret Agent Man. I would start singing the song and go hide and she would come to find me. As she would walk around the corner I'd hold up my finger and say "bang" and she would drop to the ground wagging her tail. I'm so grateful for these fun memories! I think what I am most grateful for is the way she crawled into our hearts one boundary at a time. Daisy was supposed to be an outside dog. Within a week she was allowed inside but only in the living room on a blanket... and then only on a leash... and then only in the room we were in... and then only when we were there... until she had wiggled into the deepest parts of even my Dad's heart and none of us could seem to tell her no. I'm grateful that she broke all those barriers down. A heart was not meant to have so many walls. I'm grateful to love her and be loved by her so fully. I'm grateful to have known such unconditional love. I'm grateful for all she has taught me and all she continues to teach me. What are your fondest memories of a pet or loved one? What lessons have you learned about yourself because of them?
I believe the way to a better future starts with gratitude today.