Salutations, pals
I’m about to share a story with you that could make you shudder, but I promise it will be worth reading through to the very end, so please settle in. This one tells a true story told by someone who want to maintain their anonymity to safeguard their privacy. Now please have a seat, and allow me to tell you how a small puppy transformed an elderly, stubborn woman like me into a strong believer in miracles and the peculiar ways of God.
The Start of a New Chapter
My spouse and I have always agreed that we do not want a pet to live with us. And for thirty years, he respected it. My favorite times were spent in our adorable little house without any pet friends. But life twists and turns in strange ways, doesn’t it? After my husband’s untimely passing last year, our granddaughter brought a puppy home. At first, I thought it was obviously disrespectful to Bobby’s legacy. I didn’t want my habits to change because I had formed them.
A Change in Perception
At first, it felt like a betrayal to let the dog inside. How was it possible for a dog to replace Bobby, my spouse of forty years, in my life? I sighed, but my sweet granddaughter wouldn’t give up. Her eyes on me reminded me of Bobby’s rebellious behavior during our first marriage. I decided to give it a go for a week anyhow, just to be kind to her and not for a puppy, despite my doubts. Still, God does occasionally behave inexplicably. The dog managed to overcome the challenges I had been putting up with for so long. He looked at me with those deep eyes of his, and it felt like he understood how alone and miserable I was.
The Astonishing Likeness
Now, I know this seems a little crazy, but the dog reminded me of Bobby in the most unexpected ways. I can very clearly recall how lonely it felt to be sitting in Bobby’s old armchair one evening. The dog trotted over and rested his little head on my lap, recalling how Bobby used to calm me. Suddenly it occurred to me: might this animated little creature be a gift from above?
There were other examples. Bobby loved to dig in the earth, almost as if he were helping me plant seeds, and it reminded me of his love of gardening. Bobby used to yell at the referees just like that puppy did whenever a football game was on TV. It was weird, and it made my heart feel warm in a way I hadn’t felt since Bobby left.
The Moral of the Story
My dear friends, I’ve come to realize that there are several kinds of love and connection. Every now and again, they can show up in our lives in unexpected ways. Our Lord has a purpose for each and every one of us. And I’m grateful for it even though I never imagined a puppy would be a part of mine. Bobby’s recollections have gained new meaning for me because of that tiny prick. He taught me that it’s acceptable to reopen our hearts and express gratitude for life’s little, unexpected blessings.
Allow me to share some simple, old-fashioned wisdom with you: Don’t be afraid to embrace the unexpected. Whether it’s a dog, a rekindled friendship, or something else entirely, God’s little gifts can bring so much joy into our lives. Keep your hearts open and let love in, even when it feels wrong or uncomfortable. Blessings may show up in the most unexpected places—you never know.
I appreciate you reading, and I pray for you.