Thursday, March 31, 2011
Blue
Besides mother, father, grandmother, and little-big brother, there was someone else in the room. Her name is Blue. She’s a hound who knows. Before it was time to go to the hospital, she knew our daughter’s time had come. And when she was let in to see the newest member of the family, what she so eagerly and shyly understood of him with her nose was immediately recorded in that wise, empathetic head of hers. When she greeted me afterward, she proclaimed the news. I answered with my heart. She knows that too.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
8 comments:
wonderfull what you have told us, and the way you have wrote is so sinceraly and good that I fell near the mother's bed too in this new-born room
maybe Blue was mother and this is because she knew everything
anyway William it is really a great pleasure to read you and to feel this familiar and nice feeling
thank you very much for this post
you have said a lot in this, and not only about blue, but about the way you are
you have all of the most fertile ingredients for a family to grow. blue and blue's empathy. just perfect.
xo
erin
Thank you, Laura. The same can be said about these kind words of yours.
Erin, how nice. Here we are, a good 3,000 miles between us, spanned in seconds by miraculous Blue.
K-9s are truly remarkable beings...I believe too that they are more in tune with life, with nature, with us than we ever truly know or understand. You and Blue...empathetic communication...delightful!
They are indeed great teachers, family members, and friends. Thank you, Theanne.
Beautiful, William! And congratulations....
Thanks, Joe... and thanks!
Post a Comment