Smart.
Sassy. Creative. Affectionate. Funny.
Energetic. Spirited. Head-strong….all words that could
describe Charley at any given moment.
Tender or thoughtful are ones that I pray will make the list soon. From time to time, she surprises
me with a tender moment that shows me that we are hopefully on the right
track. The other night driving
from Granny Martha and Granddaddy Charlie’s house out to Amma and Granddad’s
house, our conversation went like this:
Me: Oh look Charley, I just saw a cat…I don’t like cats!!
Charley:
Why? Because they have
claws? They have whiskers, too.
Me: How’d you know that?
Charley: Sawyer and Jace were talking about cats at school,
and they told me. I don’t like
cats either Mommy! I do like dogs,
though!
Me: I guess
that makes us dog girls!
Charley: Yeah,
we’re dog girls!
For the next five minutes I went on to tell Charley about my
favorite dogs over the years.
Starting with Dierks, my dog from college that lived in Kentucky with
Amma and Granddad. I told her
about all of the tricks he could do and about taking him to puppy school and
how he would always run to my car when I came to visit. I told her that he got sick and died
when she was one month old. I told
her about Jake, our yellow lab that was so smart and how he loved to ride in
the back of Granddad Mike’s truck or in the front seat of the Jeep with
me. She particularly loved the
part where I would take him to Belew’s to get an ice cream cone. And about Harley, the chocolate lab
that was so silly. She laughed so
hard when I told her about the time we came home and the door to the house was
open and we walked into the living room to find that crazy dog lying on the
couch with all four legs in the air.
And that we had another yellow lab that was always into things and we
had to change his name to Trouble!
Charley was so tickled by all of my dogs and the stories about
them. Then as we pulled onto
Frizzell Drive, she got quiet and took me by surprise with:
Charley:
Mommy…when you get to heaven, you will get to see Dierks again.
Me: (Fighting
back the tears) Oh Baby, you are exactly right. You are so sweet to remind Mommy of that.
Charley:
Mommy…I’m crying…
Me: I cannot wait to get out of this car and hug you for
being so sweet and thoughtful.
Bless that sweet child’s heart. She has never experienced
loss, but knew that Mommy had lost something precious, and she comforted me in
the most precious way. So much
that her little tender heart was touched and it brought her to tears, too.
Dierks
Dierks and "Charley" in Momma's tummy
Jake
Harley
Trouble
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