This past weekend was supposed to be our weekend away. To Clinton, Iowa for a wedding, or so we thought. Our bags were packed, my hair was curled but we weren't going anywhere. Oh, but as that old saying goes, "the best laid plans of mice and men often go astray."
Koa, our 10 year old golden retriever was sick. Not just sick, but bleeding internally; the tumor on his spleen had ruptured and needed to be removed, STAT! My heart sank, my stomach flipped and my head raced. What do we do? Where do go? Will he live? Oh, hell!
Well, the what we do and where we go involved surgery at the local animal hospital. Will he live, well he is right now and that is all that matters.
Times of turmoil put life into perspective.
What once seemed important now goes unnoticed.
What once was trivial now is priceless.
The simple act of breathing now becomes a chore.
Fighting back tears is as difficult as damming a river.
Waiting five minutes feels like waiting five days.
The sound of the phone ringing can make you jump out of your skin.
When the phone is not ringing you wonder if it’s still working.
Times of uncertainty allow the simplest things to become comforting.
Holding someones hand can allow the tough questions to be speakable.
An unexpected smile does wonders to restore the spirit.
Curling up in the arms of the one you love mends the soul.
Quiet conversations can lift the weight of the world off your shoulders.
The sound of a bird chirping on a snowy afternoon reminds you that life’s all around you.
In times of despair I realize what I really need to live.
I don’t need designer clothing or gourmet food to complete me.
I need love.
I don’t need fancy parties every weekend.
I need the company and support of my friends.
I need to cherish each day and appreciate all it has to offer.
I need to be able to breathe, to listen to the birds, to hold hands and to smile.
Koa, our 10 year old golden retriever was sick. Not just sick, but bleeding internally; the tumor on his spleen had ruptured and needed to be removed, STAT! My heart sank, my stomach flipped and my head raced. What do we do? Where do go? Will he live? Oh, hell!
Well, the what we do and where we go involved surgery at the local animal hospital. Will he live, well he is right now and that is all that matters.
After a day or so of having him home, and a day or so of processing what happened, here's what I need to share. My only hope is that you can relate to it, find comfort in it, or just read it!
Times of turmoil put life into perspective.
What once seemed important now goes unnoticed.
What once was trivial now is priceless.
The simple act of breathing now becomes a chore.
Fighting back tears is as difficult as damming a river.
Waiting five minutes feels like waiting five days.
The sound of the phone ringing can make you jump out of your skin.
When the phone is not ringing you wonder if it’s still working.
Times of uncertainty allow the simplest things to become comforting.
Holding someones hand can allow the tough questions to be speakable.
An unexpected smile does wonders to restore the spirit.
Curling up in the arms of the one you love mends the soul.
Quiet conversations can lift the weight of the world off your shoulders.
The sound of a bird chirping on a snowy afternoon reminds you that life’s all around you.
In times of despair I realize what I really need to live.
I don’t need designer clothing or gourmet food to complete me.
I need love.
I don’t need fancy parties every weekend.
I need the company and support of my friends.
I need to cherish each day and appreciate all it has to offer.
I need to be able to breathe, to listen to the birds, to hold hands and to smile.
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