Goodbye 2017, see you never again.
But thank you for opening my eyes and teaching me a few good lessons. I can’t say it was a great year for me personally, but trust me, it was far from the worst I’ve ever had. It’s just that I’ve really done some reflecting this time round. Something I generally don’t do. I’m not one to “dwell” on past, I like to just let shit go and face each day as it comes.
But here I sit wondering how the hell I had my heart broken TWICE in one year. Both times for different reasons, and both times I was truly hurt. No details needed, but first guy I was convinced I was going to spend my life with, and after 8 months it turned out he didn’t really like dogs that much, and didn’t know how we would ever be able to live together as he would never allow dogs in the house. Funny that… seeing as on our first date I told him I rescued dogs, was a foster mom and always had litters of pups at home, plus had SIX dogs of my own. We decided that as much as we loved each other, there was no future, so we just called it quits.
Second time… Out of the blue, met a guy, fell head over heels in love, and 5 months later we had our first very small disagreement. I mean disagreement, not fight, not argument, no cheating on partners, no beating each other or throwing things… and just like that he walked away. Like I never even existed.
He took my heart with him that day.
BUT I did learn a few things… That when I love, I love with ALL my heart. No matter who! I no longer carry my issues from one relationship to the next. Games are for children or for the immature who don’t know how to commit or are too scared. And just like a dog… I love unconditionally and am 100% loyal. (I also like kisses, cuddles, treats and tummy rubs). Perhaps he is out there, and perhaps not. But I’m at peace knowing that if he is, I will love again.
Talking about love and loyalty… I learnt another hard lesson in 2017. There are a few people in my life, who have made it very clear they don’t want to be there. Sad thing is, they are family. I have basically given up all hope. No phone calls or messages, no contact at all. Unless of course it’s on their terms and for their benefit. I’ve said before in my posts, that you can’t force someone to love you, but isn’t it sad when your very own family have zero interest in you. I gave up trying a long time ago and soon realized that if it had not been for me making the calls or sending the messages, there would have been none.
But thanks to Facebook, they know I’m alive, and I get to see them every day, knowing that they are right here practically on my doorstep and yet just don’t care. So in 2018 I promise to surround myself with those who WANT to be in my life.
2017 broke me… I lost 9 pups in one litter to Parvo. It was like the world ended for me, like my heart had been ripped from my chest. One by one my babies were fading away and dying in my arms from this dreaded disease. I hit rock bottom, and honestly couldn’t cope with the emotional stress. It’s at times like that, when you see who your true friends are, the ones who are there to carry you through, who will disinfect every corner of the garden and house for you while you are at the vet for hours, the ones who just listen, and who will let you cry when you can’t hold back any longer.
Sadly it’s also times like those that show you another side to the people who you always thought were there for you. And the ones who should be there for you during those times. The rescue people whose ‘support’ magically disappears when things get tough. Time to close the book on people like that, they aren’t doing it for the passion and love of animals and rescue.
Live for a cause, not for applause
Being in animal rescue in a sad and lonely place to be. Every dog and puppy I help and rehome, is making just a tiny difference, and I’m trying to be ok with that. I want a loving home for every dog, and no more abuse, no more chaining, and no more breeding. So this year I will do more, even if it’s just being a voice for those who don’t have one because my passion for dog rescue has made me relook at my life this last year and if I had known I would be so involved in rescue, I would have made some very different choices 4 years ago.
I’m not unhappy in my job, but my heart is in RESCUE, my passion is saving, rehabilitating and rehoming puppies and dogs that need help and a future. I desperately want to start over; there is an ache so deep down inside that calls to me every day to walk away and make it happen. What’s stopping me? Finances of course! But one day I will take the leap so until then it’s time to re-ignite some other fires in my life and see where they lead me in 2018.
2017 was overall a pretty crap year. Heartache, loss, general sense of unhappiness and being under valued. Extreme fatigue, constant financial stress, and just going nowhere in Life…
I’m not asking for a miracle this year, but just a fresh start. A new beginning!