It made me cry.
It happened around 3 o’clock in the morning, last Thursday. I was in our house building our magic fireplace, teetering on saw horses on top of saw horses…..
This is a blurry close up of Niney. Even she looks concerned that I’m getting up on this.
But I did it. I was building altars in the fireplace. I was writing spells on the back of the bricks. I was putting every brick in the wall in with intention.
It’s been my project and I was almost finished.
I had written the names of all of our family, and all of our ancestors as far back as we know on the back of the bricks. I had scrawled down the names of people who are gone, who watch over us. I wrote down the names of all of our beloved animal companions from the past and present.
I was almost finished…..
and then it struck me.
There was someone I forgot to add, someone I forgot to thank, behind one secret brick.
This someone will be a part of my story forever.
The rottweiler that attacked me in the face.
That dog was the reason I spent 8 hours on an operating table staring at the ceiling and questioning for the first time why I hadn’t taken the chances in my life that I wanted to.
The rottweiler could have killed me – but didn’t.
It was a warning to wake up and not sleep walk through this life.
And wake up, I did.
So while I standing there on two saw horses, at 3am, finishing my fireplace, I thought of the old dog.
Nine years have passed since the rottweiler changed my life. The rottweiler was already old then, and I believe that by now, is already long gone.
I closed my eyes for a moment because tears rushed to them.
I took the black marker to another brick and I wrote:
In the end, that dog was a teacher to me.
My question to you this week is:
When you look back over your life, what unexpected teachers have you had in this lifetime?