Man, oh man, has life been so crazy lately. It feels like we’re in a bad movie at this point. Today, I had an especially emotional, rough day. I was in my feelings, throwing myself an epic pity party. I was really struggling, and then I saw a tiny little dog trot by me with a big smile on its face. That brought me back out of my pity party and back to the present.
I notice that I feel most at home and grounded when I’m with dogs. Do you all ever feel that way? They have a way of grounding us and bringing us back to the moment, reminding us that everything is going to be okay and letting our human thoughts go. They remind us not to take everything so seriously, and when in doubt, to just play some ball.
I wanted to share these feelings because maybe someone out there feels the same way. Thank you, dogs! We do not deserve your perfection.