One of my favorite parts about coming home is seeing my little pup Minnie and that way she runs towards me to greet me. Honestly the best kind of welcome home after a big trip or vacation.
Some people disagree with my lifestyle of a traveler and flight attendant and having a dog at home, but when the dog came before that lifestyle what are you to do? Many people forced their opinions on me to re-home my dog and that it wasn’t fair to her; honestly, I think it’s more unfair to her to get rid of her just because of a career change.
I got Minnie when I was 19 years old, just finished my freshman year of college and was still living in the dorms on campus. Yes, I snuck her in and we had the best summer together because she was always with me, even at my summer job as a lifeguard because she wasn’t supposed to be allowed in the dorms.
Fast forward 9 years and we are still having a great summer together. Home is wherever she is.
But a couple of days ago, we had a bad experience with a dog walker, that caused little Min some extra stress, and now we are waiting for answers to see what happened.
It’s the time that you are waiting for answers when you mind just takes over and all the bad things that could happen rush into your mind. Whether you are waiting for a diagnosis, an answer from an important text, or waiting to find out what to do next. The mind is so powerful, but our God is even more!
Minnie was a gift in some of the hardest seasons of my life and still is in her old age. I swear everything about this dog is a learning lesson. She’s taught me about unconditional love, how to love in general, about patience and sickness, and now she is teaching me strength.
It’s in the waiting when your faith is tested. Fear not because I am.