April 04, 2005


As you may or may not remember, I'm the mommy of two dogs now. I've had them for a couple months, and they're adjusting pretty well. But sometimes, Peaches, the older one, seems a little stressed out (which often sublimates to weeing in the house). One morning, she climbed next to me on the couch and sat down, and she just had that worried dog look. I can't really explain it --- she just looked worried.

All I knew to do as wrap my forearms around her little shoulders and say, "I love you."

There's this inverse connection I don't fully understand between worry and love. For some reason, when we're worried or fearful, an expression of love is the only thing that really penetrates to the heart of the worry.

I wonder if when I'm worried, God is moved with the impulse to hug me and say, "I love you."

Posted by jessica at April 4, 2005 11:04 PM