On November 12, 2000 our sweet boy Brayden Michael was born. On July 18, 2015 he crossed the rainbow bridge. Brayden came to us at about 8 weeks old. He was a bloated fluff ball. He had some health issue which we got taken care of right away and he never had any other issues until this year when he came down with a vestibular issue. He bounced back from that for the most part and remained his active lovable self. To some, he was just a dog. He was my best friend, my son, my baby boy. Both Ken and I held him in our arms in our den until he breathed his last breath and then we held him more. Brayden changed us and made us better. He lit up the room with his silly spunk and his adorable pearly white doggy smile. He would jump in my arms and loved to be held like a baby. My heart is broken and our house is empty without him but I am ever thankful for the almost 15yrs he gave us. RIP Brayden Michael
Thursday, July 2, 2015
This is where I am at in life.
Some see a weed,
Some see a wish.
A dandelion makes it's way through the most difficult places. It doesn't always have room to grow, but it does. So, in life, I choose to be a dandelion. Rather, I should say, I am trying my darndest.
I am learning to slow down, to allow the changes and to be patient.
It's not always easy. In fact, it's hard as hell.
But, I will get through this particular season in life.
Nothing is impossible.