Today was challenging. Interestingly not because of the people in my immediate orbit because they were most lovely. Sometimes the challenge is residual. And it builds stress. And the anticipation of the residual builds even more stress. My stomach was twisting itself in knots by 10am today. I knew it would already last night.
But this is not the point of the story.
Before I hit home I dashed out for some sushi and ran into an old friend. We discussed toxic environments. And bad people. And we agreed it was so important to create distance from those things. Not the immediate point of the story but definitely a point of reference.
I ran late today and part of my stress related to my golden child being on his own for almost six hours. He doesn’t care because he just sleeps but I have the Jewish mother guilts because I’m a crazy dog lady and I care.
I burst through the door juggling two computers and a handbag and my phone started to ring. Programmed as I am, like most of us are, I answered. And then I saw my Koda waiting for me in the passage. With his beautiful face, his open heart and good intentions – always. Even when he rolls in the poo. I said to the person that I had to go and that I would call back later. Because I needed to hug my dog. I needed to hug my dog.
When things don’t make sense sometimes you need to recalibrate, bury your face in something warm and furry that loves unconditionally and talk complete nonsense to him about how he is the moon, the stars and how you love him infinity.
And then all is well in the world.
Love and light