I have been a really bad blogger lately; we’ve been so busy with life that I haven’t slowed down enough to write in anything.
Jason and I just got done with our weekend at Tres Dias. Jason went on his weekend October 15th and my weekend was October 22nd. It was the most amazing retreat I’ve ever been, too. I can’t say a lot about it because I wouldn’t want to ruin the experience for anyone else. But, I forgave a lot of past junk, stuff that has affected me since I was 5 years old, up to about a month ago. I have forgiven myself mainly, but forgave A LOT of people who have hurt me, physically, emotional or sexually and now I am FREE! I laid it down and will NEVER pick it back up again, EVER! I truly believe God’s timing is never wrong and Jason and I were meant to go on this particular weekend. I truly believe that our marriage has been improved 100%, and one day when we have our future family, wow what an impact we will have on them! Tres Dias is what it is called here in Tennessee, but it’s also called Walk to Emmaus in Texas. I had several people serving on my weekend who went through Walk to Emmaus in another state. I would recommend to anyone!
I came home from Tres Dias to some pretty horrible news. Our lil buddy Beau was hit by a car Friday afternoon. He and Jason had gone to Jason parents for the weekend to help his brother “S” with his house. Beau loved the mountains. Jason’s parent’s house is on top of a mountain; however his brother’s house is right below it, near a busy road. Jason had let him out to go to the bathroom like we normally do, and Beau is really good about staying right with you without a leash on, well he didn’t know about busy streets, because where we live our street isn’t busy at all. Jason said he was playing right by them, and they bent down to move some scaffolding and Beau was gone. He said he thought he had gone into the house so they were hollering for him, that’s when Jay found him on the highway. What kills me and him both is whoever hit him, didn’t stop. And it was very obvious he was a pet because Jason had his coat on him that day because we had just trimmed him short and it was really cold that day. Anyway, bless Jason’s heart he had to pick him up and bury him at his parents’ home and then drive back home by himself and come home to all of Beau’s toys, bed and blankets. We didn’t have any phone contact while I was at the retreat. He could have called my sponsor, but he said he didn’t want to ruin my weekend experience. When I got home, I was so excited to see beau, I had missed him bad and was ready to play with him. We had started pulling down our street and I reached down to call my Mom really quick. Jason said, please don’t call your mom right now, I need to tell you something when we get in the driveway. Well, I had thought he had wrecked his truck, our house had been robbed, everything but not Beau, Beau never entered my mind. I just kept asking him what happened, what’s going on, are you ok? What happened? I stopped just short of our driveway and said, please tell me what happened. He started to cry and said Beau was hit by a car and killed Friday night, well…… I screamed bloody murder, I’m seriously surprised the cops didn’t show up, because I was screaming and crying and yelling No, no no your lying, you’re lying to me, where is he, all the while trying to get my keys in the lock at the house. Jason started to give me a hug to hold me and I just started beating the crap out of him, blaming him instantly. But, had I not just finished Tres Dias, I wouldn’t have been able to forgive him, in that instant I started to apologize to him, it had hit me, that bless his heart he had been with it by himself for the last two days, he had cleaned up all of Beau’s belongings for me so that I wouldn’t have to see any of it, and he had to pick him up and bury him. And I know for a fact as well as any of you know Jason absolutely worshiped the ground that dog walked on. I quit hitting and gave him a hug and said I am so sorry you’ve had to deal with this by yourself, I’m so sorry that I hit you, I’m sorry that I was mad at you instantly, I’m just hurting. Our home is definitely quiet now, and getting ready in the morning without my little singing buddy is soooooo hard. And then coming home and him not being there at the door with his toy in his mouth squeaking it for me to play with him is definitely hard as well. Each day has gotten a little easier, and we will get another rescue dog once we get home from our trip to Amarillo in November. We didn’t realize how dog dependant we had grown until we lost our lil buddy. He had so much love to give to us. When we first got him, he was emaciated, and covered in tick and flea bites, and I truly thought, holy cow what have we gotten ourselves into? But we feed him, we bathed him and got his skin healed up, and he started to feel secure in our home and just thrived….. He definitely ruled the roost! He had an amazing personality and we loved him. When you don’t have children they sort of become that, because you take care of them, & you love on them. I have had tons of outside dogs, and grieving over them was hard don’t get me wrong, but they were outside, so I didn’t have go out in the back yard if I didn’t want to and nothing in the house reminded me of them so I was good at getting over it. But man o man when you have an indoor dog and they follow you everywhere you go and are in your space 24/7 it’s hard, it’s like losing a family member. Please pray for Jason he’s having a pretty tough time with it.
Sorry for the sad blog….. We pray that we find another rescue dog who we can give a good home to, soon. Hope everyone has a great Halloween…… I wish I was in Texas to see my niece and nephew, they are going as Tinker bell and a rodeo clown….. too stinkin cute! Be safe!
Jason and I just got done with our weekend at Tres Dias. Jason went on his weekend October 15th and my weekend was October 22nd. It was the most amazing retreat I’ve ever been, too. I can’t say a lot about it because I wouldn’t want to ruin the experience for anyone else. But, I forgave a lot of past junk, stuff that has affected me since I was 5 years old, up to about a month ago. I have forgiven myself mainly, but forgave A LOT of people who have hurt me, physically, emotional or sexually and now I am FREE! I laid it down and will NEVER pick it back up again, EVER! I truly believe God’s timing is never wrong and Jason and I were meant to go on this particular weekend. I truly believe that our marriage has been improved 100%, and one day when we have our future family, wow what an impact we will have on them! Tres Dias is what it is called here in Tennessee, but it’s also called Walk to Emmaus in Texas. I had several people serving on my weekend who went through Walk to Emmaus in another state. I would recommend to anyone!
I came home from Tres Dias to some pretty horrible news. Our lil buddy Beau was hit by a car Friday afternoon. He and Jason had gone to Jason parents for the weekend to help his brother “S” with his house. Beau loved the mountains. Jason’s parent’s house is on top of a mountain; however his brother’s house is right below it, near a busy road. Jason had let him out to go to the bathroom like we normally do, and Beau is really good about staying right with you without a leash on, well he didn’t know about busy streets, because where we live our street isn’t busy at all. Jason said he was playing right by them, and they bent down to move some scaffolding and Beau was gone. He said he thought he had gone into the house so they were hollering for him, that’s when Jay found him on the highway. What kills me and him both is whoever hit him, didn’t stop. And it was very obvious he was a pet because Jason had his coat on him that day because we had just trimmed him short and it was really cold that day. Anyway, bless Jason’s heart he had to pick him up and bury him at his parents’ home and then drive back home by himself and come home to all of Beau’s toys, bed and blankets. We didn’t have any phone contact while I was at the retreat. He could have called my sponsor, but he said he didn’t want to ruin my weekend experience. When I got home, I was so excited to see beau, I had missed him bad and was ready to play with him. We had started pulling down our street and I reached down to call my Mom really quick. Jason said, please don’t call your mom right now, I need to tell you something when we get in the driveway. Well, I had thought he had wrecked his truck, our house had been robbed, everything but not Beau, Beau never entered my mind. I just kept asking him what happened, what’s going on, are you ok? What happened? I stopped just short of our driveway and said, please tell me what happened. He started to cry and said Beau was hit by a car and killed Friday night, well…… I screamed bloody murder, I’m seriously surprised the cops didn’t show up, because I was screaming and crying and yelling No, no no your lying, you’re lying to me, where is he, all the while trying to get my keys in the lock at the house. Jason started to give me a hug to hold me and I just started beating the crap out of him, blaming him instantly. But, had I not just finished Tres Dias, I wouldn’t have been able to forgive him, in that instant I started to apologize to him, it had hit me, that bless his heart he had been with it by himself for the last two days, he had cleaned up all of Beau’s belongings for me so that I wouldn’t have to see any of it, and he had to pick him up and bury him. And I know for a fact as well as any of you know Jason absolutely worshiped the ground that dog walked on. I quit hitting and gave him a hug and said I am so sorry you’ve had to deal with this by yourself, I’m so sorry that I hit you, I’m sorry that I was mad at you instantly, I’m just hurting. Our home is definitely quiet now, and getting ready in the morning without my little singing buddy is soooooo hard. And then coming home and him not being there at the door with his toy in his mouth squeaking it for me to play with him is definitely hard as well. Each day has gotten a little easier, and we will get another rescue dog once we get home from our trip to Amarillo in November. We didn’t realize how dog dependant we had grown until we lost our lil buddy. He had so much love to give to us. When we first got him, he was emaciated, and covered in tick and flea bites, and I truly thought, holy cow what have we gotten ourselves into? But we feed him, we bathed him and got his skin healed up, and he started to feel secure in our home and just thrived….. He definitely ruled the roost! He had an amazing personality and we loved him. When you don’t have children they sort of become that, because you take care of them, & you love on them. I have had tons of outside dogs, and grieving over them was hard don’t get me wrong, but they were outside, so I didn’t have go out in the back yard if I didn’t want to and nothing in the house reminded me of them so I was good at getting over it. But man o man when you have an indoor dog and they follow you everywhere you go and are in your space 24/7 it’s hard, it’s like losing a family member. Please pray for Jason he’s having a pretty tough time with it.
Sorry for the sad blog….. We pray that we find another rescue dog who we can give a good home to, soon. Hope everyone has a great Halloween…… I wish I was in Texas to see my niece and nephew, they are going as Tinker bell and a rodeo clown….. too stinkin cute! Be safe!
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