It's been 6 and a half years since I held my baby. I didn't have reddit back then but I've been seeing you all post pictures of ones you've said goodbye to and wanted to acknowledge her. She was my world. I got to share this earth with her for a little over 12 years before her heart began failing and she clearly let me know it was time for her to leave. The last pics are our last moments with each other. They were the hardest yet most beautiful of our life together. This sweet little heartbeat at my feet taught me the greatest lesson I've ever learned and I want to share it with you all, if you will indulge me. I learned more from my dog than from many great books or brilliant teachers. Her wisdom lied in her inability to conceal her wants. When she yearned for a scratch behind the ear, she never sat in a corner hoping I would notice. She didn't wait for me to ask what she wanted. She would come put her head in my lap and nudge my hand until I reached down to pet her. You see? She pursued her own contentment. No professor ever told me I might live a happier life if I simply asked for love when I needed it. I learned that from Flossy. -Gracie [link] [comments] |