Shiloh at Cabela's

Yesterday afternoon, the Hubby and I went to Cabela's with Shiloh. I always keep a sharp eye on our surroundings, knowing that Capela's, like Bass Pro, Home Depot, and Tractor Supply, welcomes pets inside their stores.

Shiloh has a touch of wariness around other dogs, especially when they encroach on his space. Despite this, he handles encounters better while out on walks. If I spot a loose dog in the distance, I swiftly guide Shiloh in the opposite direction to prevent any issues.

Being aware that Shiloh is larger than most dogs and has a powerful bite, I understand why people might find him intimidating. However, I know that any aggression he shows towards other dogs is usually due to the energy around us and his sensitive nature.

This background sets the context for what unfolded yesterday at Capela's.

As we wandered through the store, I noticed a lady with a petite poodle. My initial reaction was not fear of Shiloh attacking the little dog, but concern for the lady's ability to manage her 25-pound pooch. Upon seeing us, she began cooing at Shiloh, prompting me to try and move away quickly.

 

Later on, I suggested to my husband that we take a longer route around a specific aisle to avoid the lady and her curious poodle, who was straining on its leash to get a closer look at my large dog. Unfortunately, my husband didn't catch my suggestion, so I embraced a positive outlook as we approached the lady and her poodle.


As anticipated, the small dog broke free from its leash and dashed towards my "dog-reactive" Belgian Malinois.

To my pleasant surprise, Shiloh didn't react at all – he didn't even glance back! My husband swiftly grabbed the poodle and reassured the lady that everything was under control. She seemed a bit embarrassed, but I empathized with her, knowing I have a mini schnauzer myself.

It's been almost two years since Shiloh joined our family, and yesterday's incident filled me with pride. I had underestimated him, and his composed response made my heart swell. It's moments like these that serve as a reminder not to underestimate the potential of our loved ones, furry or not.

Underestimating someone's abilities stems from negative thinking, and it's a mindset we should seek to avoid.

A Letter to Myself

Congratulations on making it through our tumultuous 20s! I must admit, I had my doubts. Thank goodness for Jesus, right? Now that we're in our 30s, it feels like we're still trying to figure out this whole adulting thing while maintaining our joy

Despite the challenges, we have so much to be thankful for - marrying the man of our dreams and buying a house. Yet, finding true joy seems elusive. It's almost as if we're not quite finished with what we're meant to do.

Our story is powerful, even though revisiting the past is painful. But that's where the strength lies - in the pain, in the struggle, in the grief and trauma. The fact that we made it through is a testament to our resilience.

 

Our faith remains unwavering, knowing that God is faithful no matter what.

How is it possible to feel whole and broken simultaneously? Am I reverting back to feeling like a fraud? That's the battle we face today. Perhaps part of the issue lies in doubting our worthiness. But let's remember, even an ass was used for God's work.

 

I refuse to continue feeling unworthy.

My new mantra: I AM WORTHY! Though I may not fully believe it yet, I will strive to embrace it wholeheartedly.

Despite the challenges - I trust that the Lord will guide us through. Some may call me overly optimistic, but I see it as choosing to face our struggles head-on.

As Dory wisely said, "just keep swimming.”

Even though I’m 32, there are moments when I feel like a lost 17-year-old, burdened with responsibilities beyond my years. Yet, being with Christopher has taught me the value of authenticity.

So, let's embrace our true selves and conquer whatever lies ahead.

It's time to show the world what we're made of.

Let's do this!!!!