https://biteable.com/watch/i-believe-2041326
The heavy rain hit my house with a smash, sounding more like the angry crash of a wave on the shore. Water ran along the roof of my house as it found its way inside and into the bucket below. In my arms, I held my new puppy, Teddy; he was our new addition, our rescue, who would turn out to do the same for us. Teddy and I sat contently, cuddled up against one another, silently working to calm the nerves of the other as the thunder clapped outside and the lightning had struck the power away. While Teddy and I sat in the darkness, our hearts were beating in sync and I wore a smile that stretched across my face; after months of heavy heart, I was finally my happy self again.
The time crept up on me as minutes turned into hours and my body lingered in my seat, cleary not in a rush to go anywhere. My mom had given up on trying to get me to go inside, she figured it was better to let me be. At this point, none of my waterproof mascara remained and my eyes were puffy with tears. It was still so new and unreal to me that I had just lost my best friend and what seemed like the key to my happiness. I had spent seven short years playing fetch, rolling over, and sleeping next to my best friend, but all I had left anymore were the memories. Walking into my house felt like I was walking into the doors of school on a early Monday morning; dreary, tired, and lifeless. Without my greeter at the door, my house suddenly felt so big and so empty.
My reluctance to enter my own house grew worse and worse as time passed. Every time I swung open that front door, there was no dog impatiently awaiting my return on the other side; my heart broke a little more every time. I would always glance at the magnet on my fridge which read “A house without a dog is not a home.” and while I never seemed to understand before, finally I felt exactly what the magnet was implying. For weeks I used this Hallmark magnet quote until I had finally convinced my family that it was time for a new addition. We went through the process for a few weeks until the day had come for my new best friend to come home.
That first day I had spent with Teddy, huddled against each other in the darkness, I felt completion, like my life was whole. My house really felt like a home once again and to this day it still does.When I open that front door every day that I come home from school, there’s Teddy faithfully waiting to greet me on the other side of the door. While my family still remained in tact without a dog, it still seemed to feel like something had clicked the minute we brought Teddy home. He was like that puzzle piece you didn’t know went missing under the sofa until you needed it to complete the puzzle.
The time crept up on me as minutes turned into hours and my body lingered in my seat, cleary not in a rush to go anywhere. My mom had given up on trying to get me to go inside, she figured it was better to let me be. At this point, none of my waterproof mascara remained and my eyes were puffy with tears. It was still so new and unreal to me that I had just lost my best friend and what seemed like the key to my happiness. I had spent seven short years playing fetch, rolling over, and sleeping next to my best friend, but all I had left anymore were the memories. Walking into my house felt like I was walking into the doors of school on a early Monday morning; dreary, tired, and lifeless. Without my greeter at the door, my house suddenly felt so big and so empty.
My reluctance to enter my own house grew worse and worse as time passed. Every time I swung open that front door, there was no dog impatiently awaiting my return on the other side; my heart broke a little more every time. I would always glance at the magnet on my fridge which read “A house without a dog is not a home.” and while I never seemed to understand before, finally I felt exactly what the magnet was implying. For weeks I used this Hallmark magnet quote until I had finally convinced my family that it was time for a new addition. We went through the process for a few weeks until the day had come for my new best friend to come home.
That first day I had spent with Teddy, huddled against each other in the darkness, I felt completion, like my life was whole. My house really felt like a home once again and to this day it still does.When I open that front door every day that I come home from school, there’s Teddy faithfully waiting to greet me on the other side of the door. While my family still remained in tact without a dog, it still seemed to feel like something had clicked the minute we brought Teddy home. He was like that puzzle piece you didn’t know went missing under the sofa until you needed it to complete the puzzle.