Monday’s post stayed in my head. I didn’t get the words on paper, I barely had them in order in my head. The idea was there, but it didn’t blossom or grow.

Friday my daughters picked me up at the airport. We went for dinner together to welcome me home, followed by a girls’ sleepover at my house. Saturday was filled with raucous fun so enjoyable, we extended the sleepover another night. My daughter’s husband joined us and he brought their dog, Zeus, a 10-year old Old English bulldog.

Soon after arriving, Zeus changed. He didn’t move, he didn’t eat, he didn’t drink, he didn’t go outside. He could barely walk to go to bed when it was time.

Sunday morning he was worse. Unable to walk, my son-in-law carried him upstairs and we put him in front of the fireplace and lit it. It seemed death might be imminent. The sleepover extended one more night.

Monday morning, we awoke to find Zeus had peacefully passed away. The tears flowed, we looked at pictures, we reminisced.

It was an interesting way to transition to northern Indiana. I admit, I am honored Zeus felt comfortable enough to choose my home for his final outing. It’s a blessing to provide space for my daughter to grieve, to walk with her through a difficult loss.

3All praise to God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ. God is our merciful Father and the source of all comfort. 4He comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. When they are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort God has given us. 

2 Corinthians 1:3-4

Someone needs you to hold space for them today, to offer comfort. Who is it?

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