In life things happen that sometimes throw you for loop, knock you down, or make you happier than you have ever been. Sometimes when these things happen, you find yourself questioning why they happened. Lately, that’s been me. I’ve had a lot of stuff happen to me in the last six months and I find myself asking, why?, a lot.
I’m a firm believer in the saying “everything happens for a reason”. I understand that I may not know why something is happening when it happens, and I may never know exactly why something happens, but I do know it happens for a reason.
One example I have that really sticks out to me is my dog, Luke. Luke came in to my life four years ago. He was there for a lot of hard times in my life. We lived with my ex and he was gone a lot, so most of the time it was just me and Luke. When things started getting rough between me and my ex, Luke was there for me. When I moved in to the second bedroom of our apartment, Luke was there for me. He would even sleep with me in my twin sized bed instead of my ex and his queen sized bed. Luke was literally always there for me.
Then when my ex and I broke up and I had to move home, Luke was there for me again. He moved back to my parents house with me and I very strongly believe that if it weren’t for him, I probably would not be here today. I struggled with depression and suicidal thoughts a lot after moving home. It went on for quite a while and although I struggled in silence from everyone around me, Luke knew. And because I had him, I knew I couldn’t leave this world. I knew that I had to suck it up and be there for him. I was his person, his protector, and if I was gone, who was going to do it? Yeah, my parents loved him, but our bond was so strong that I knew if something happened to me, that he wouldn’t be able to cope. So, I didn’t act on my thoughts. And because of that, I’m still here.
Unfortunately, Luke is no longer with me. I had to put him to sleep a little over a month ago because he had a chemical imbalance in his brain that made him aggressive towards anyone who wasn’t me or my family. He was aggressive towards all other animals, strangers, and children. So I had to make the hardest decision of my life and lay him to rest. So that forced me to reflect on why that was happening and why Luke had even been put in to my life in the first place. To say he was a difficult dog to take care of would be an understatement. But God knew I needed him and his craziness. He knew that Luke had to be a part of my life for those four years, and especially that extremely hard year of my life, so that I would make it through.
What I’m trying to say is just because you’re going through something now that you don’t understand the reasoning behind, just let it be. God has a plan for us and just because we don’t know it or understand it, he knows what he is doing. And some day we may know that answer to why something happened, like I do with Luke, and sometimes we never find out. But I guarantee that after we have gotten through whatever hardship we are going through, we can look back and realize that it made us stronger, made us a better person, and brought us to the happiness that we eventually feel.
I will forever be grateful to Luke for saving me. I still cry every night about what happened to him but I know that he is up in doggy Heaven playing with all the other dogs and giving everyone kisses because I like to believe that up there he is no longer scared of everything like he was down here.
It’s hard when you miss someone, human or pet. If you miss them, it means you were lucky. It means you had someone special in your life. Someone worth missing. Thank goodness you had Luke because you are special in so many lives. No one would ever want to lose you. Thank you Luke for being there for Becca when she needed you!!❤️❤️
Thank you so much Aunt Charleen! You made me tear up! Love you! ❤️