I really wish today was my day to volunteer at the local animal shelter. Even though I have a house filled with love in the form of three kids, a husband, and a dog, I need something different.
Struggling to cope with the emotions of my dad's unexpected and all-too-soon death, I need some joyful love. Love without history or expectation.
I need to be in a run with a soul who is so moved with joy and hope that its boundless love will not be held back, but will spill over in reckless kisses, wagging tail, wiggly butt, nuzzling as close as can be, bouncing up and down.
For all the sadness associated with animal shelters - what with abandoned and abused dogs and cats - there is where I also find my greatest joy.
