Love Lives On

Two years ago today I kissed my BFF goodbye as she moved on from this world to the next.

For years she wanted a dog, and I always said no. Because she worked a lot, all over the world and the dog would be my responsibility for weeks at a time while she was in Japan or India or Russia or California or wherever they needed her. I had my hands full with a baby, then two babies, then a baby with complications, and then five children to chase after. I couldn’t handle a dog on top of all that so I always said no.

 

She beat back the cancer the first time around. But when it reappeared somewhere else and the stages changed from maybe you might live to it’s just a matter of time… I said yes to the dog. But by now she was afraid to get a puppy… what would happen if she died? Easing her mind, I vowed to care for her dog.

She chose a chocolate teacup Schnauzer named Nadia. And though I never liked little dogs, she was the cutest puppy I’d ever seen. Denise loved her like a child. Suffice to say Nadia was spoiled.

 

When Nadia was 8 months old, her mommy died and we took her in. She is a furball of love. She has a special relationship with each of her human cousins…

Including Kimani whose chair she favors visiting at dinner time.

 

If I sit anywhere, she is there in my lap.

 

 

Don’t feel good? She is there for you.

 

Need someone to play with? She’s there!

 

Just need a little cuteness to cheer your heart? She can do it!

 

Wish you could kiss your best friend one more time? Almost…