Power of Love
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There are many things in our world that leave us humans pondering if we personally agree with the idea or not. It seems fair that certain topics are going to bring up more belief or disbelief than others. In my mindset, I believe in the power of love and how hugely affected our population is by love.
Love is subject to actors in movies, to singers in the music world, to pets and their owners, to us as individuals. Humans thrive off the feeling that love gives and makes them feel. I know it comes in all forms, good, bad and even ugly, however no matter the form it is my belief that we can all learn from it. Life is going to throw some crazy, unusual and maybe even unsuspected situations at you, but that doesn’t mean you should give up love. I have one personal story I feel exudes true aspects of love.
When I was about three years old and finally started understanding and remembering events in life, my parents brought home the most adorable, fluffy, and energetic Golden Retriever. Jake was simple and seemed to fit the personality already of our new furry creature. It was the most amazing thing to watch this new form of life grow from a tiny, roly poly to a strong alpha male. We soon learned that he absolutely loved food and could scarf it down in about two minutes. Jake also loved his people, especially us, his family. He would always run to the door to greet you when you would get home from an errand, he would sit at your side at the dinner table and wait for leftovers, he would put his paw on your lap repeatedly if he felt you didn’t pet him long enough, he would get in spazzed out moods taking laps around the family room then flipping around the floor itching himself.
My favorite thing about Jake was his ability to tell exactly how you were feeling. If you were happy, he was, but the instant you seemed upset or when you didn’t feel good, he knew right away. It was so nice to have a being to count on to cheer you up and to fulfill every mood you were in with. Unfortunately, when Jake was about nine years old he had fallen extremely ill. My family took him to the doctor and discovered he had a baseball sized tumor that was cancerous. Four months later in February of 2009 Jake passed away. Nothing hit my family harder than being in a back room of a vet clinic saying our last goodbyes to the animal that gave our family the real idea of what love was.
I learned so much from having Jake as a pet. I learned to have a positive outlook on life, support others, be happy and never leave food where a furry friend can find it!
And this I believe: it doesn’t matter what object, person, animal, whomever gives you some idea of what love in your life can look like, it is the amount of love you receive and gain from that being that makes you grow as a person and learn to love in new ways yourself.