My people were away from home for entirely too long today. Here I am waiting on the usual extra people time that kicks off on Friday nights and I got a whole lot of nothing. Mom didn’t get home to let me outside over her lunch break, which is bad enough. But when they both got home from that place called work they left again right away (to go on something they called a date) and didn’t return until dark.
While this is incredibly disappointing, I am with them as I work on the blog tonight and for me that is enough. And it wouldn’t be like me not to find the silver lining in a day of loneliness, now would it? Rather than dwell on my differing levels of happiness when I’m with my people (versus when I’m not) I choose instead to focus on the clarity of thought peace like that offers.
Somewhere between my mid-morning nap and my early afternoon nap, I began counting my blessings. (Some people count sheep, I count blessings). I thought of all of the people and animal characters in my life who have made me who I am. I gave thanks for each one of them and said a prayer that all is well in their lives. While it’s not an uncommon occurrence for me to address my thoughts to God, I realize doing so is probably thought of as fairly unconventional in the dog world. But since when am I conventional? Why start with that silliness now?
I thought back today to the first time I prayed. I didn’t even know I was doing it. I was all alone on the street right after I got separated from my mom and brothers. I was terrified, heartbroken and alone. So alone. I was so distracted by my thoughts I didn’t notice the car that was careening my way until the headlights practically blinded me. I saw nothing but light in that moment and begged God to let me live. I will never know how the car missed hitting me, but it doesn’t matter. What matters is regardless of how alone I felt in that moment, I saw the light: I’m never as alone as I think I am.
I can’t say I cared for being alone quite as long as I was today. But solitude allows us the great fortune to do some of our best thinking. It happened that day in the street and it happened again today. I didn’t realize it until it happened, but I wasn’t alone at all. I was talking to God and He was listening. Sometimes at the moments we feel most alone we are in the best company one could possibly have.
God is always listening Wiley dear. After all, He created every dog, whether little or big, to be companions for us mere humans. He knew how much friends like you would enrich our lives.
I can say with honesty that literally every comment you have makes my heart smile. Indeed, God is listening as He brings fabulous folks like you into my life in this most unusual place that is the blogosphere. Lots of love to you and your family!
I’m sorry you were alone so much today Wiley. I miss my Mama terribly when she goes out, or even when she’s inside and me and Nalle are in the garden, but luckily I always have Nalle and my kitty siblings. Maybe you can ask your Mom if you can have a puppy brother or sister to play with and nap mid-morning, late morning, early afternoon, mid-afternoon…with! Then you will never be alone! Woooooowoooooooooo, Ku
Oh yes! That is a fantastic idea…now if I can somehow figure out to talk people…. 😉
Maybe you can write a blog post about wanting a puppy sibling and then your mom and dad can read about it!!! Woooowoooooo, Ku
I know exacly how you feel Wiley, but purraying always helps. You need some Inner Peace right now, pick it up at my place, and a double Pawkiss.. let’s make it a triple.. 🙂
I absolutely love your pet-i-fying way with words. Purraying! Love that. Extra pawkisses to you too my friend!
The things we put up with so our people can maintain a relationship. Geez Louise. Bless your heart. 🙂
Indeed, you are absolutely right. It’s such a chore, but someone has to do it. 😉
Being left alone is the worst until you realize there’s no such thing as alone. You are smart AND spriritually aware, Wiley. Mom says prayers with me every morning, so during the day, I continue to connect with God. I still miss Mom when she leaves me, but knowing I’m not alone helps me wait like a good girl.
Love and licks,
I’m so glad for you that you’re not alone when your mom leaves. It sounds like that one has a good head on her shoulders and a heart of gold. Give her a special little nudge for me tonight, would you? 🙂
Lots of love,
that is most important advice and I think many of us needed to read this~!
Thank you! Feel free to share with whomever you please! I love thinking that perhaps my joy is spreading beyond even the blogosphere somehow. 😉
I hate it to be alone – that’s scary. When I’m alone I try to find my “inner center” – but that’s hard sometimes, because the fear to be abandoned is always there.
I know – it’s tough being alone. Our people are our world, so it can be challenging when we don’t see them for a while. Next time you’re feeling alone think of me and I’ll do the same. We’re bound to have a moment pass when we’re thinking of each other at the same time and then we’re not really alone anymore. 🙂
You are right, alone time is good for reflection. Great you count your blessings I do too,and there are many more than sheep! 🙂
Indeed – I’ve found there are definitely more blessings to count than sheep. Plus, most of them are fabulously not boring, so that’s a bonus. Thank you for your commentary. Shine on!
So much love being sent your way dear friend!!!!
Same to you! Loved your post today by the way! That big ole heart of yours remains such a source of optimism for you and your people! High paw to you dear one!
So much love being sent your way dear friend!!!!
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