Joining tonight a day late with the amazing and encouraging writers at Five Minute Friday ...
what was it about you?
was it the fact that you shadowed me whenever I was in pain and did everything you could to comfort me?
was it the fact that you seemed to know and understand everything I said to you, even when I didn't fully understand myself?
do you know it still comforts me to talk to you late at night?
you've been gone over a year now, and there are still moments and days when the loss grips my heart in a vice and I struggle to breathe.
they say there is a reason that dog spelled backward is God.
could it be that the unconditional love shown to us by our dogs is a reflection of God's love for us? or that when we whisper our hurts into your floppy ears, that you whisper them to God for us? perhaps it is that the comfort we feel when you lean into us, is sent from God above?
when I still talk to you, I know that God hears me too.
when I feel comforted, I know that it is from God.
when I think of seeing you again, it comforts me more to know that you wait in God's presence too.