Rescued by Rosco

“I guess you could say, I really was rescued by Rosco.”

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If I could have seen my life, three and a half years ago today, I would have never recognized it. I was 46 years old, I had both of my parents alive, vibrant and always there for me.   I had a big brother who always had my back and was my biggest fan.  Then There was my husband.  Truly a good man who was the most amazing protector, best hug giver, so honest, and loved me more than any other human being ever could on this earth 😊.  I have two sons who were still in high school, never gave us an ounce of trouble.  Terrible Teens?  Not even! I would honestly say every stage of raising those guys was amazing, fulfilling, and fun.  I cherished life and it was just plain good.

Then one day… my world got turned upside down.  My mom had a stroke, the worse kind.  I am so blessed she is still with us.  It’s just that our roles have been completely reversed.  I miss my mom.  My brother, passed suddenly.  Now my back feels very vulnerable and my biggest cheerleader is gone.   My dad passed away from cancer.  My Dad was a constant in my life.  Now my “go to” was gone.  This all seemed a lot to handle since it happened in the span of a little over a year, but then, a year later, the real unthinkable happened.

My best friend, my first kiss, my love, my partner, my fun, my life – my husband… was suddenly gone.  Without warning, I went to bed a wife, when the sun rose, I was a widow.  It’s been over a year, but as I write this paragraph my heart is still hurting and my eyes are filled with tears.

Of course, the world didn’t stop spinning and the hands of this life’s clock have continued to move on.    This past year while swimming in an ocean of grief and sadness, I had a couple of  lifelines thrown my way.  One of my son’s finally “caught” the love of his life and now I have the honor of having a precious daughter to call my own.  She’s been a gift, and I couldn’t be more thankful.

My second lifeline?  Our little Rosco!  He’s the “Teddy Bear” puppy that my son gave to his wife for a wedding present.  I just love that Rosco boy!! He’s the sweetest and happiest little fellow you’ll ever meet; not a barker nor a whiner, and just absolutely thrilled when we are all together.  I never truly related to “those puppy dog eyes” until now.  One little look from him and your heart can’t help but melt.  Rosco has been such a blessing to me.  I thank God for making dogs and letting them be a sweet part of our lives.  Rosco has been the glue that has helped some of the cracks in my life get put back together.  His sweetness oozes into the nooks and crannies and melds into a filling that takes away some of the emptiness and void.  Today my life might have a very different look, but I am now realizing… this is a good look too.  I’m just so thankful for my sweet little buddy.  I guess you could say, I really was rescued by Rosco.   😊



by: dawn copnik

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