The event I'm about to talk about happened about a week ago, but I know what I want to say now.

A week ago, my dog got out through the fence. It was the first time she had gotten out in a while, I can't remember the last time it happened. The weird thing is, I can't believe how bad it affected me. It really made me sad. I started crying uncontrollably and making negotiations with God. I was so upset. I searched for at least an hour over three blocks of the neighborhood.

It makes you really think about what they say, you don't know what you have until it's gone. The good news is, a constrution worker found her wandering around and he looked around the neighborhood, knocking on doors and looking forus. We weren't home at the time and he took her with him on the job with him for a while. As I returned home, I actually saw the truck she was in and didn't notice her in the back of the truck. I was so relieved when he came to the door.

It made me have a reevaulation of my life and how I lived it so far. I need ideas how to change my life in a positive way. Any ideas would be appreciated.