Very emotional, and sometimes it just comes out of nowhere. I'm driving down the road, singing a tune, and all of a sudden I realize I can't see through the windshield. I've had to wear sunglasses inside the supermarket at 6pm. Yesterday, a friend tweeted some kind words, we both got a little choked up, and I replied that I gave up wearing mascara a week ago. (Someone quickly tweeted me back a link for a free sample of Maybelline, which made me laugh, so thank you for that, unknown twitter person.)
As I was petting Ruby the other day, lost in my thoughts, the tears really started. I kissed her head as I sobbed and she gave me the oddest look. Then she began to wag her tail and pounce around...which is what she does when she's nervous. I collected myself so as not to upset her any further and the realization struck me like a bolt: "This dog is nervous because she's never seen me cry like this before." It's not that I hadn't experienced painful times over the past year, but she's been such an uplifting presence, that even on very dark days, her spirit alters my whole frame of mind.
I raised this little yellow service puppy for sixteen months and she has reinterpreted happiness for me. I can only dream of what she'll bring her future partner.
(Thank you to our dear friends, Dennis & Mickey, for traveling on this journey with us and for the beautiful photo.)