Why Can’t People Be More Like My Emily?
I’ve been racking my brain trying to come up with something to say to start posting to my blog, besides just my new listings. Then Emily touched my heart one day recently. Emily is our friend and companion. She is our dog, a Brussels Griffon.
I had lost my Mother this year. A very difficult time for my family, especially for my sister as she was my Mother’s caregiver for many years. My Mother’s passing left her devastated. On top of that, I live so far away from her that it was difficult for me to console her. Lots of phone calls back and forth for awhile.
Recently I had a Birthday. My family decided to throw a surprise party for me. Family and friends started arriving from all over, including my sister. Emily loved every minute of the excitement. I had thought not being use to all the company she would have stayed away, but she didn’t. She made new friends and enjoyed the moments.
At the end of the day, my sister, who was staying with me, decided to retire for the evening. Emily followed her into the bedroom. I felt Emily might want to stay with her for the night. Emily always sleeps with me, but she seemed eager to be with my sister. I left Emily on her back with her head on the pillow beside my sister that night.
The next morning I got up to make coffee. Usually Emily gets up with me, but this particular morning she didn’t. I peaked in on her, and there she was awake quietly waiting for my sister to wake up. Did she know my sister was hurting? Did she know my sister needed comforting? I guess I will never know for sure, but she didn’t move until my sister got up.
To be cared for unconditionally, to be loyal no matter what. To be sensitive to the needs of others. This is Emily. Why can’t people be more like her?