He Loves Me.

Screen Shot 06-24-17 at 06.52 PM 001 I know Buddy loves me. Unconditionally. He doesn’t care what I look like. He doesn’t care that I’m ugly. He doesn’t care that I’m fat. He doesn’t care about my Asperger’s, my depression, my bipolar, or my social phobia. He doesn’t care that I’m not smart. He doesn’t care that I fail at everything I do. He doesn’t care that no one else loves me except for him.

He loves me anyway.

He loves me simply because I love him and because I’m kind to him and I take care of him. God’s like that with us,too: He loves us unconditionally,too, just as we are, broken, and imperfect. Sub-standard, below market value, downgraded, second-rate, not desired, failing, losing, struggling, weak, physically flawed, below standards, unwanted, worthless, etc.. Just like the dog, God still loves us despite all that, and not based on how we look on the outside, or how popular we are or aren’t, but based on our being, what we are on the inside, based on our kindness, our hearts, our love. The kind of stuff dogs can sense.

There is no love like the love, devotion,and loyalty of a dog. Buddy is my best friend. He is an angel sent down from Heaven. God knew exactly what I needed when he sent me him.

Love.Companionship. Friendship.

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SISTERS.

This is also the 16 and 18 YR olds dressed up all fancy for the 16 YR old’s party. They are both wearing black dresses (as the theme of the party was black and pink Chanel) The 14 YR old also had on a black dress that she made herself but refused any photos and snarled to me when I wanted to see her dress, I don’t want you to see! and quickly scurried away. Seriously, what’s her problem? My hubby also kept forgetting stuff and kept coming back to the house at least 4 times, in his typical fashion.