I remember the day we first saw her. She needed a lot of work. She was neglected. She needed attention and some family to really care for her. The kids were little then. She was so big and had all kinds of hiding places. We got Cheyenne then. This sweet golden retriever slowly took over the house. Yes, she was the house that became our home.
As the recent song says…it was the house that built us. We all grew up together in that home. The family gatherings. The surprises. The holidays. The laughter and tears are all now embedded in the walls and corners of our home. Although there are new and updated this and that in the house, the core is still that place that needed a family’s love.
And now, the kids are off on their life adventures. Cheyenne is a sweet memory. And it is time to start packing, shipping and saying good bye to a dear friend that protected us just as we protected her. We saved her and she saved us.
Is there a place that speaks to you. A spot that knows your secrets. A hidden valley, lonely beach or mountain top that lets you be all you can be. Save that spot. It will save you back. It is ageless and timeless.
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