I try to find joy within these moments. I had that experience yesterday. I was asked to "distract" a sibling while her brother or sister got some immunizations. She brought me a book and I read to her in my office. She was a very cute, girly-girl. Frilly dress, painted nails, jewelry. She listened intently and mumbled comments through her pacificer. She was precious. It made my heart smile to just be around a little one.
Reading over my blog comments later, I began to cry. I looked over and my dog had the saddest look on his face, too. His expression seemed to say, "Why are you crying mommy? Don't be sad." I walked over to pet and cuddle with my puppy. He reached out and licked the tears right off my face.
I love my dog.
Amy, I know that we have drifted apart since Im not working with you anymore but I felt compelled to write you...don't give up Amy! This struggle has been tough for you and seeing you over the past few years desperately trying to keep it together at work...I'm not sure I'd be able to be that strong. This fight, for you, isn't over...and I strongly believe that good things come to those who wait...and your time is coming girl! Keep your head up! I know its hard for me to totally understand where you are emotionally but if you ever need another friend...you can still count on me!
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