I can’t believe it has been 3 years. I remember it all like it happened yesterday.
Nothing could have prepared me, or my heart, that day for the love that was about to blossom and the joy that was going to come to my life.
Not a single day in the last 3 years has gone by that I haven’t looked at Noodle and simply smiled. The way he looks at me…the trust he places in me….the way he makes me feel so needed. It makes my heart swell. It makes my decision to not have children okay because he fills that void in so many ways. I may not know exactly what it is like to have a human child but I know what it is to wake up in the middle of the night because my boy is sick or because he had a nightmare and is howling/shaking in his sleep. I know what it is to worry beyond reason when he doesn’t act like himself. I drive myself crazy making sure his quality of life is the best it can be. Ask my husband how many hours I have researched dog food (quality, calories, content), dog anxiety, causes of itching, etc. I would give everything I have for my animals. Why? Because the unconditional love, joy, happiness, and trust that exists between them and me is priceless.
Noodle had no reason to trust me or any other human but he did. He is NEVER leery of humans. His past is his past and he wastes no time living in it. We could all learn something from him.
Most people don’t understand my love for my animals. That’s okay. I no longer expect them to. I’m often told that I’m not okay in the head or that I’m flat out insane. My animals, short of my immediate family and my best friend, have been the only constant in my life. Completely non-judgmental and trustworthy. So call me crazy if you will but at the end of the day, I know it’s not crazy to devote your heart to a being that loves unconditionally.
To my Noodle: I love you, little man. I thank God every single day for making you follow me to Grandpa’s and for Dad convincing me to bring you home. Happy Noodle Day!