I’ve always admired my Mom’s ability to remember dates – off the top of her head. To me, they seemed to fade over time. Well, until the day Moo was murdered by a negligent doggie day care owner. Then dates do not fade. They stick.
They stick in my heart, in my mind, and on my calendar.
I’ve been waiting for today – December 13, 2018 for the last 347 days. Today is special – one of those dates that will forever be in my heart, in my mind, and on my calendar.
Today is the day that Mini has spent more days as a Mama’s Little One than Moo did. There’s great pride is getting to this day. Lots of times where I didn’t think I deserved to get to this day. Daily reminders that Mini more than deserves to get to today. And in the deepest corner of my heart, I know that Moo knows Mini deserved this chance – to hit the milestone of today.
It’s been a difficult 347 days – I’ve never been one to leave my dogs behind much. But over the last 347 days I’ve left both of them for 72 hours while at a work conference and that was 3 weeks ago. They stayed at our home with my parents. In my control, I knew Mini could reach day 347 and Madi would reach day 2,922.
Now we can start to string together the rest of those days Madi and Mini both deserve. And do it with confidence it can be done.
Dates Matter. Days Matter. Time Matters.