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Tell me about a recent challenge you experienced. How did you learn and grow from it?
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I’ve been sitting here trying to think of what to write…I am truly at a loss this time. I know I have faced challenges currently and in the past, but just can’t think or write about any of them.
All I can think about is our Balboa, who we recently lost. I knew there would be a day this would happen…but never expected it so soon. He was my baby before I thought I could have a child. He refused to believe he was a dog, he thought he was our baby…and he knew we were his parents. It’s going to take a long time for us to stop crying and accept that he is gone. Perhaps one day we will adopt another dog, perhaps when we won’t compare him/her to Balboa, because that’s not fair.
We were in Florida just last week. It was a wonderful trip for our son. Hubby and I went with my parents, but it was bittersweet as our sick Balboa was boarding at the vet. We DID have a good time, Dino got to experience and remember Disney…last time he was just one years old.
We sure did luck out, it was cloudy and rainy. How is that lucky? Disney is flipping hot with little cover from the sun. So having rain and clouds make the heat somewhat tolerable.
Dino got on quite a bit of rides and got to see the parade. He loved every minute of his time in Disney. He also got to see family in Florida…he was so happy to see all his cousins.
See? Bittersweet vacation, while we had a great time we knew Balboa was sick, then it turned out he was sicker than we originally thought.
I think we will always remember our Disney trip as the one where we lost Balboa.
The challenge is…
- getting back into our routine without Balboa
- dealing with never kissing him goodbye each time we leave
- never getting welcomed home with snorting love and kisses
- never worrying about how long we’ll be gone or when to get home to take him out
- passing by the pet isles knowing I don’t need to buy anything
- getting used to the silence…no grunts, snorts, or slobbers
- helping Dino understand that Mommy and Daddy are not dying
- helping Dino understand that Balboa is happy and pain free in heaven with all the other angel dogs
- helping Dino understand that while Balboa may visit us or send signs, he is not coming back to life or going to scare us as a ghost
- not having a dog to alert me to noises and people on my property (even though he would probably play with anyone…I felt safe knowing he was always aware of any sounds or people)
- making a peanut butter sandwich or apple with peanut butter and not having to give Balboa some in his chew chew
- not having to share my food every time I eat
- dealing with a hole in our hearts and an emptiness in our house
I am trying to figure out how to learn and grow from this. One day we’ll be doggie parents again. Right now we will never get another French Bulldog, because Balboa was beyond exceptional…no other Frenchie could compare and we would always hold them up to Balboa’s standards.
We will adopt a doggie in the future…a young dog, who needs love and would be okay with a wild and loud boy. We will adopt a doggie, who needs a forever home and wants to be loved, spoiled, and treated like a member of the family. We will adopt a doggie who will always have a Frenchie guardian angel.