Moving forward

It's hard to know what to write. I'm doing better today. Not as overwhelmed, not as consumed with grief. I know for a fact there are people out there rolling their eyes at such grief shown over "just a dog", but I'm equally confident there are pet owners out there who Know. Life is about experience, and experience shapes our characters... I loved that pup, and she loved me. She taught me patience, empathy, enthusiasm, endurance and made me laugh. I'm still sad, but better able to block the horrible images of her last moments with the many, many good memories we shared.

And as that darkness lifts, my capacity of feeling anything but that grief is increasing... and with it my excitement is growing.

I wrote in my last entry that we wouldn't know anything for 3-4 weeks, but somehow I completely missed a sentence in the email from CB:

I will be contacting these families or the provincial government next week to let them know if there is a potential “match” in this group of files for the family.

When she says "these families" she is referring to those at the "beginning of the line" who have been "waiting for some time". We've been waiting since October, which is 4 months... I think that qualifies as some time, doesn't it? And we're told we're #4 of 26... that's near-ish to the beginning, right?

I was ready to wait 3-4 weeks. In fact, 3-4 weeks would potentially be easier to wait without the edge of immediacy, and with time to forget I'm waiting. This week is something altogether different. This week is not today, likely not tomorrow, but maybe Thursday, maybe Friday...

This ride is getting exciting afterall.

N