Sunday, October 4, 2009

Glad I was there...

I was in the middle of my fifth hour of overtime this Saturday when a client was talking to me about her dog. She & her husband had recently adopted him from a local rescue, and she was peppering me with questions about diet, nail trimming, behavior. She looked down at her scruffy little mutt, who looked up at her and licked her hand. She had never had a pet before, she said.

"And I had no idea how much joy he could bring into our lives."

Then she smiled a big beautiful smile. Her eyes were lit from the inside, and I smiled back at her, knowing exactly what she meant.

Thank God for moments like that. Really. Thank you, God.

-C.