Tails from the dark side.
I know they care, I see their true colors, but it would be great that when they jump to a conclusion, the conclusion wasn’t the wrong one. I wonder why those who care for me are always worrying, Generally speaking, I am careful. Sometimes foot stools pop out of nowhere, and other times, bookcases fall. I can’t make this stuff up. For the record, I have been doing a much better job of planning my emergencies. I keep telling them that striving for independence comes with a price. I guess I never asked them if it was a price that they were willing to pay.
hey, sad eyes
It’s not going to end this way, not on my watch. What’s he doing on the floor now? He was doing so well. I will check his temperature by sticking my nose in his ear. I wonder how long he’s been here? Good, he’s still warm. I’m not going anywhere until he either gets up off the floor or until…What to do? I can’t wait to go for help until he’s room temperature, that will be too late.
don’t be discouraged
When are these cramps in my feet going to release? I have to keep my day moving. I don’t have time for this. My morning was going great; now I’ll be late. It seems like it only happens when I am in a hurry, and I want to get somewhere fast. What’s up with Ivy, and why does that silly dog have her nose in my ear, anyway? I know she likes to play, but this is getting weird even for the Wonder Pup. What is this Pup, some kind of vigil? I’m nowhere near room temperature.
take courage
How we choose to live, and how we choose to face our fears, is rooted in our willingness to embrace the unplanned and engage the unforeseen. What one perceives as a simple hiccup is another’s last dying breath; just as one person’s idea of a mole-hill to side-step is another’s mountain to conquer. Not every bout of indigestion merits a trip to the ER; similarly, not every stutter-step will end in a face plant on the tarmac. Most of the time, the solution is clear; as hard as it may be, we have to learn to adapt to our new reality.
all you can bear
It’s fear that entices us to only see and expect the worst in our circumstances and others; fear that is capable of convincing us that, given our condition, we are somehow incomplete, unloveable, and unwanted. It is this fear of isolation and brokenness that will highjack our thoughts and take our minds down rabbit trails so dark and bleak that even the effervescent Energizer Bunny will pack an extra set of Duracells to light his path.
just call me up
Every dog should be so fortunate to have a person to care for them as nice as mine. Sure, he only lets me lick the ice-cream bowl when its almost gone. He isn’t selfish, he wants me to watch my weight. I’m not sure why he has had so many rough nights again lately. I wonder if the trolls are back. He hates trolls. I thought we put them behind us. If he needs me, I hope he calls for me. I am a trained therapy dog. The couch isn’t as comfy as it looks.
i’ll be there
The Wonder Pup can sense when I am uneasy or when I am home alone. Everyone should be so fortunate to have a faithful sidekick, one that stands close by, really close. I know that she is checking on me if I am roaming around in the early morning hours. When the house is dark and it’s her and I that are up— neither one by choice — it is she that keeps me company. I’m beginning to wonder if she knows something that I don’t. She is starting to freak me out.
the darkness inside
Why is it we let our true color show when we have nothing left to hide, no one left to keep our stories in check and we have no one willing to walk beside us? The darkness feels like the end, but it doesn’t have to be. It can be the beginning of something grand, something amazing, and something life-changing. When we have nothing to lose, we have everything to gain.
shining lights
When we finally do let our true colors shine, when we are vulnerable and lost, the colors that shine through us can be indescribable, as magnificent as a sunset on a late summer night; Colors so vibrant that even a master painter can’t find words to describe them or call them by name. Now we are but spectators, standing in awe of what it is that we are experiencing.
to my true love
I see your true colors shining through, I see your true colors, and that’s why I love you.
So don’t be afraid to let them show. Your true colors, true colors are beautiful…to me.
Thanks, Lisa, for encouraging me to be me.
Thanks for reading, liking and sharing,
Ivy ran out to the store to get painting supplies. It turns out that she wants to be a famous painter.
Al and his faithful, but color-blind sidekick, Ivy the Wonder Pup.
I had to tell her to buy a paint set with numbers. I couldn’t find the words to describe a marmalade sky.