These long days spilling into months seem more like trudging through seemingly endless valleys rather than the exhilaration of gazing glory from mountaintops. Yet, to take on land and a house from scratch, this only is to expected. We knew that going into this. This simple truth doesn't always take the sting generating from many setbacks.
In God's loving kindness, as I truly felt that I was ready to throw in the towel -- (as far as I possibly could!!) -- my dear in-laws have graciously taken us in to live with them now that their brand new house is complete.
5 months in a 26-foot travel trailer brought an *almost* normal discomfort, especially when you toss in 2 months of record-braking rain. Through it all, we had the comfort of each other and our dearly loved and loyal Jack Russell.
On the last day we spent in our trailer, I held and our precious 15 1/2 year old dog all morning (as I graded papers in my available right hand), as his little body was failing. He had stopped eating and could barely walk. It was on that day we had to say an extremely painful goodbye.
His stinging loss catapulted us into the next thick, deep level of discomfort and chaos. Yet one more painful goodbye. This season will always be remembered as a strange combination of tearing down while building up. I've yet to experience anything quite so contradictory.
A few days into this loss, the lack of JD's sweet presence right by our sides we recognized that the depth of devastation was far greater than we had expected. Especially for T.
*We decided to jump (more like dive head first!) back into puppyhood with a new and just as spunky Jack Russell and we will post these pictures in the Part 2 of New Beginnings.*
Here's a picture in the trailer of our sweet JD's last week:
We miss him more than words can begin to describe. We are so thankful for the 15 1/2 years of joy, spunk and most of all, utmost love and loyalty. He was the perfect first dog for our family. We will always love you, sweet buddy!
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