Wow—where to even start with this post?
That it’s been a whole year since Josh and I adopted Fitz is overwhelming in itself. To think about the place I was in that made me want to adopt a dog in the first place, and seeing the place I’m in now brings tears to my eyes.
It’s crazy for me to think about being thankful for the circumstances that led to me and Josh adopting Fitz. The pain, loss, and desperate need to fill a void that I was going through was getting to be unbearable, but Fitz has helped me heal.
Rescuing Fitz has made me feel whole. It’s given me a purpose and something to wake up for every day. And when I look into his eyes, I know that he can tell that I’ve both been through hell and back, because he has too. Fitz knows no personal space, but that’s okay. When you have a tendency to push people away like I do, having a cuddly, 60-pound dog sit on your chest will make you accept love and compassion whether you want to or not. And that’s exactly what I needed.
When we adopted Fitz, he was emaciated and on the verge of being euthanized. It pained me to think about what he had been through. But the second he jumped into my car, I knew he wasn’t thinking about that. He wasn’t thinking about his past; he was thinking about his future. He was trusting. He welcomed us into his heart and loved us without reservation. And that’s exactly what I needed.
This is the greatest lesson I’ve learned from him over the last year: to trust others, to be more accepting and compassionate, and to let others back into my heart. It’s so easy to feel jaded by the people that have wronged you or to feel that God has wronged you or put you through unfair circumstances, but the Mercy and Grace that I’ve witnessed through my rescue pup’s eyes has made me softer and more open to the idea that there is good in the world. And that’s exactly what I needed.
When I slip back into thoughts about what I went through before we adopted Fitz, I try to remember the excitement Fitz felt when we took him home. A fresh start, a new beginning. Just what I needed.
Fitz was my new beginning at happiness, & I couldn’t love him more for it.
Happy One Year, Sweet Fitzgerald. We love you!