For all of you who are not familiar with my story, my 9 year old golden retriever/german shepard, Misty, passed away very quickly (seemed ok to death in less then 24 hours) of a cancer called Hemangiosarcoma 9 days ago.
I was laying in bed last night, thinking about life and my beloved Misty when her "purpose in life" hit me.
Before she passed, Ive never really thought about the afterlife or spiritual/religious type stuff for dogs, but this really surprised me when I thought about it, most likely coincidence, but.......
Misty was born in Nov. 95, I got her for christmas 95. Life was good at the time, and I was a happy 15 year old. 2 months later a cousin that I knew pretty well commited suicide. That took a huge toll on me and my family. A little later in HS I had depression, that stuck with me off and on for many years. And I didnt want people to know, so I wouldnt get any help for it. Misty was there for me every day.....
When I graduated HS, I got into a job that I thought I would love, got bored of it after 2 years and stuck with it for 5 years. Needless to say I was very depressed/stressed out during those years. In 2001 I met a girl and got married in July 2003, in early 2003 I went to school for another job and quit the one I hated. I am very happy in the job im doing now. In January 2004 my wife got pregnant, during the next 9 months I got very depressed again, and actually was on prozac for a few months. In October 2004, my wife gave birth to a beautiful baby girl, Mikayla. Depression was gone and life was good. Good/fun job, great wife and daughter, great family, happy as can be.... 4 months later the dog who was with me during the hardest time of my life passed away, Misty.
To summarize, Misty was born 2-3 months before my life started to go downhill, and she died 4 months after the depression was gone, and I had a baby girl to keep me happy. Little too much for it to be a coincidence in my opinion, especially 9 years apart.
Before Misty died, I was just 'a boy and his dog', after thinking about what I just told you guys, I do believe there is something else, and that Misty was put on this great earth to make me happy and keep me company during these rough times. I do now believe that I will see Misty again.... I dont know where I would be now if I didnt have such a great and loyal friend with me all those times. Misty (and my other dog, sam) were my only friends for a long time.
My other dog, a black lab named sam, is great but we never bonded like Misty and I did.
I will never ever forget Misty, and the pain and suffering she prevented, that I may have inflicted on myself if she wasnt with me in those rough times.
As for how Im feeling now, 9 days after, there are up and down days, yesterday was an big up day, felt great. Today is a down day so far. It is getting a little better as the days go on, but I still find myself crying every day.
Thanks for reading, you all are great! Thoughts/Comments??
Wes
(sorry that this was so long.)