My two best friends are my Boxer Dogs.I love them so much.They are right by my side 24/7 and I am not exagerating-not even a little bit.As I think back to when they became a part of my life, it may open a window into sharing a bit about myself with you.First, how I prepared for them to come.
I am going back to the year 2001 and the hot summer here in Ohio. It's July and I am thrilled because I finally had the keys in my hands to my very first home! I remember the joy I felt to know that I had accomplished something on my own.My phone was to be hooked up and I had time to wait on the serviceman to arrive. This was the first time I had, to take a breath and take it all in. As soon as I had phone service, I started to dial my Mom, so as to share my joy.Then I put it down.I realized that I can't call her...she'd been dead for several years. How strange how your mind plays those tricks on you.Special moments in your life just are not as great as they are when shared with someone that loves you.I miss her.
