If you have ever met me in person or have followed me along on social media, it is pretty clear that I am THAT mom. The crazy Dog Mom. My kids are fuzzy, slobbery, playful balls of love, and I am openly obsessed with them. Since my kiddos are such a big part of my life, I wanted to give them their own puppy profile pieces for the whole world to enjoy (or it may be just an excuse for me to show them off…either way). I am SO proud to introduce the first dog featured on my blog, Gracie.
Right now is the time when people post the “2018 you were great to me, can’t wait for 2019!” and other similar content. There is a lot of posting of achievements, of milestones passed, and the sharing of the bright and shiny offerings life has given many individuals over the last calendar year. These posts are sweet and optimistic, and make the internet a brighter place. However, I find myself not in that space. 2018 was not bright and cheery for me or for my family a huge portion of the time. 2018 was a dark, powerful storm of emotions- the kind that knot up your gut, make your throat go dry, and cause your eyes to feel like they are going to burst with all the feelings you are trying to keep inside.