Love is indescribable. Plain and simple, there are no words to describe the emotion, and it feels different for everyone who experiences it; but one thing is for sure, there is no denying it when you feel it no matter how your definition differs from another.
Some in this world know exactly how to express their affection for another and others can’t even begin to comprehend the impact their love may have on a person in their life. These are the ones I am talking about today, the ones who can’t comprehend the value of their affection. They are the ones who make life grand. My kids fall into this category.
When I think of my babies, my chest can barely contain my expanding heart, it swells at the thought. The corners of my mouth curl up and before I know it I’m grinning from ear to ear in the middle of Wal-Mart or where ever it is my feet have taken me. I get butterflies in my stomach at the thought of getting to see them again. And I dream of going home and hugging each and every one of them until their heads pop off, not because I want to hurt them, just because the squeeze signifies how much I have missed them. I sometimes stare at them while they are sleeping or just touch their bodies so I know they are there. I dread their birthdays as I know it is one day closer to them leaving. I pray for their health and drop everything if one of them doesn’t feel well. I would quit my job for them, kill if someone hurt them, and steal to keep them safe. I cherish every moment with them even the ones when I’m asleep. They make my life whole, they give me purpose, but most of all, they return my love. My life would be incomplete without a single one of them, but here’s the kicker….they are dogs.
Brett and I sometimes get looks from people for having 6 dachshunds, looks like we are pathetic or crazy for opening our home to them. I hear people refer to them as “just dogs”. I guess to some since they aren’t human their value is less, a belief I DO NOT share! We are asked about future children, like having a kid in a home with 6 dogs is somehow unsafe, unhealthy, or abusive. These people anger me. They devalue my love. They judge me based on my cover, not knowing that inside I am broken. So far my body has decided not to create children, a decision I have been appealing with no success, so we have created our own version of family, and MY kids have four legs!