Remembering Jake And The People We Spend Our Time With (You)
01 Jul 2016
The picture about was Jake and I going for our last walk.
I have heard it said our habits are direct reflection of the five people we spend most of our time with.
What I believe is Rockie and I are spending our time with some quality people. If you are reading this, it is you.
This week has not been easy for my family, however the interaction from so many people is helping us cope. Every post from the people whom shared “Bark in the Park” and friends who just wanted to share their understanding words to the blog views totaling more than 2,500 and the countless emails, and notes. Everyone counts, thank you.
Nothing can take away the hurt, and grieving following such a great loss. That being said it warms my heart to know the kind of people we associate ourselves with.
There is a link to the memorial page and I would love to see as many posts as we can get remembering my dear companion. Click https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=257006184668136&set=o.192474531449&type=3&theater
Leave a note, have you enjoyed a few of Jake’s Bark in the Park videos, many people speak of feeling like they knew Jake, or if you just know us leave us a note we can keep it?
My lesson for today is this, when you live a life of gratitude it comes back three-fold.
I am a glass half-full guy and always try to find the positive. Some find it strange for me to always look to the brighter side of things. This week at my low point I had so many people tying to lift my spirits through texts, emails, calls checking in with encouragement.
I am amazed at the number of people comforting my family.
Last night was quietly painful and about mid-night as I was trying to sleep I got a text, the words eased my mind and helped me move closer to my new normal, closer to closing my eyes on a quiet night.
Jake should be with Blanca romping around the Rainbow Bridge free of pain and looking down on me. Still painful, still raw but moving forward each day.
After all it is the way life works, it is not always easy. But as the old Beatles song “Help, I need somebody” and my friends were there in groves.