Sometimes we forget just how great we have it. Our eyes just don't see. We are complacent. We are jaded. We get stuck on the little picture and forget the big picture.
I work in a floral department and sometimes joke about not seeing the florist for the tree's. We get consumed by details and ignore the tapestry of components that make us whole.
Sometimes, it takes new eyes to see. New eyes have enthusiasm, have zest, have energy. Lord knows we all need that. Old eyes are weary, and cloudy of vision. Old eyes, like my Mom's, see off into the distance where I have no doubt the angels wait.
Hank still has new eyes for life, as do Maddie and Mickey's. Kobe's eyes sometimes gaze off into the distance, and other times look happily for the next bowl of kibble and the best place to pee.
Where are your eye's today? A visitor today to the store brought bright eyes, full of excitement for all we have. Her eyes brought new light to my eyes, which recharged both of us.
They say the "eye's have it", pardon my pun. But, isn't that the truth?
Life with dogs. A little humor, a dash of play, a seed of faith, and of course, some dog fur.
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