dead & not dead things.

my dog died on friday.

it was sad. i wasn't there, only my little bro bro was.

apparently she made it up the stairs, panted a lot. my brother sat with it for a little while & she just stopped breathing. my brother proceeded to carry her downstairs & cover her with a blanket. the story made me sadder than the actual reality of my dog not being there when i got home.

she has been in my life since i was in grade school. so, just the mere fact that half of my life, she has been around makes things difficult.

on a less-dead note, my best friend got married on that same day. that was beautiful. so, it was hard for me to be sad because of that. i got some mad blisters, but they were sooo worth it.

cornerstone is quickly approaching. i am pumped about experiencing it from a different point of view. 

God has been very merciful to me & i continue to ask for His mercy, for i need it new each day.