Mending

So much mending, so little time.  Mending fences, mending pants, mending relationships, mending hearts, mending souls, mending rips, tears, breaks, holes.

All this came to mind as I mended a pocket for Reno.  I think we are constantly in a state of mending.  It is as much a part of our life as breathing.  Some mending requires just a Snoopy bandaid, some require layers of sutures, some a little knot of faith and some love to glue it together.

The dogs are a great salve to my life.  They mend me daily.  Some have just one pet who does the mending.  Others of us, in rescue, have a revolving door of dogs that help us.  By giving them a second chance, we give ourselves a chance to remember what has value, what refreshes, what joy we can give just by extending ourselves.

Is there a greater gift than to help someone, or something mend?  They say we are strongest in our broken places, but that is thanks to the ability to mend.  Wishing you mending moments, and a beloved pet to lead the way.