Sometimes, you ust take everything & everyone for granted & when you realise that someone you really love & care about is gone.. it hits you, HARD.
That's how I feel now.
Well, I guess for many, weeping over a dog is pathetic, but I can't help it!
My mum gave away Dasher, my Dalmation.
Sigh, never expected that to happen - I had a fantastic time at the funfair and Joanna was unable to pry me away from playing game-after-game.
Left for Physics tuition and upon returning, my sister asked me a strange question, "Cheh, are you in a happy mood today?" "Yes!" was my reply. And then she asked me again, "Are you going to stay happy?" A little unsure what to make out of the situation, I answered "Yes" once more. Then, she told me that mum gave Dash away. To which, I instantly burst into tears.
Well, God, I've prayed that mum wouldn't give Dash away but she still did.
Lord, I prayed in Form 3 that Uncle Jason and the rest would be found alive when their helicopter crashed.. I prayed and prayed and prayed.. You've said that YOU ANSWER OUR PRAYERS IF WE PRAY WITHOUT CEASING.
Was it that I didn't have enough faith? Whatever it was, both situations ended in tears when I heard the final outcome.
I'm sorry if I'm treating u like a vending machine, I don't mean to but I feel devastated everytime You don't answer.
I guess You have a purpose for everything and "through perseverance, I will gain life".
Lord, I will not give up praying.. no, I won't.
But, why did this have to happen, and my emotions were so heavily invested in my little dalmation!
I still remember how we first bought him, it was after an action-packed prefect's telematch. Went to Sunday Market and both Dasher and his sister caught her eye. Surprisingly, she decided to get one of them. Initially, my sister and I wanted to get his sister and we even thought about her name. Mum went to draw money and the breeder let us play with her while Dasher was left in the cage.
When mum was back, she paid and we brought her away with us. Then, Dash began jumping, whining crying, pushing, screaming.
In that moment, I was probably over-thinking, but I felt as though he knew that he was going to be separated from his sis.
At the sound of Dash crying, though I still had Snowy in my arms, I started crying in front of Dash's cage. I wasn't crying loudly though, tears were just trickling down but soon enough, we attracted quite a crowd! A few people told my mum to take both. Me? I just stood there crying. And the rest, as they say, is history.
I will definitely miss Dash, but our family couldn't cope with such an active dog. God, You'll take care of him won't you?
I know You will and I love You!
That's how I feel now.
Well, I guess for many, weeping over a dog is pathetic, but I can't help it!
My mum gave away Dasher, my Dalmation.
Sigh, never expected that to happen - I had a fantastic time at the funfair and Joanna was unable to pry me away from playing game-after-game.
Left for Physics tuition and upon returning, my sister asked me a strange question, "Cheh, are you in a happy mood today?" "Yes!" was my reply. And then she asked me again, "Are you going to stay happy?" A little unsure what to make out of the situation, I answered "Yes" once more. Then, she told me that mum gave Dash away. To which, I instantly burst into tears.
Well, God, I've prayed that mum wouldn't give Dash away but she still did.
Lord, I prayed in Form 3 that Uncle Jason and the rest would be found alive when their helicopter crashed.. I prayed and prayed and prayed.. You've said that YOU ANSWER OUR PRAYERS IF WE PRAY WITHOUT CEASING.
Was it that I didn't have enough faith? Whatever it was, both situations ended in tears when I heard the final outcome.
I'm sorry if I'm treating u like a vending machine, I don't mean to but I feel devastated everytime You don't answer.
I guess You have a purpose for everything and "through perseverance, I will gain life".
Lord, I will not give up praying.. no, I won't.
But, why did this have to happen, and my emotions were so heavily invested in my little dalmation!
I still remember how we first bought him, it was after an action-packed prefect's telematch. Went to Sunday Market and both Dasher and his sister caught her eye. Surprisingly, she decided to get one of them. Initially, my sister and I wanted to get his sister and we even thought about her name. Mum went to draw money and the breeder let us play with her while Dasher was left in the cage.
When mum was back, she paid and we brought her away with us. Then, Dash began jumping, whining crying, pushing, screaming.
In that moment, I was probably over-thinking, but I felt as though he knew that he was going to be separated from his sis.
At the sound of Dash crying, though I still had Snowy in my arms, I started crying in front of Dash's cage. I wasn't crying loudly though, tears were just trickling down but soon enough, we attracted quite a crowd! A few people told my mum to take both. Me? I just stood there crying. And the rest, as they say, is history.
I will definitely miss Dash, but our family couldn't cope with such an active dog. God, You'll take care of him won't you?
I know You will and I love You!
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