It might sound menial, worrying so much about a dog, but when you spend time with something or someone for more than a third of your life, something forms, an invisible, deeply personal bond.
As someone who believes in heaven and a God, it's relatively easy for me to say goodbye to fellow believers. There's always that hope I can cling to, that no matter what happens I'll see them again sometime in the future, in a better place.
But will I see my dog again? Who knows, only God does.
This is one of those moments in life where I truly need to live by my words and beliefs.
Learn from the past, live in the present, and dream for the future.
God, give me strength.