therapy

There is no psychiatrist in the world like a puppy licking your face.
-Ben Williams

I know some of you won't understand this. Some of you may find this ghastly. I used to.
Tonight, after many not-so-great of days, something triggered the water works. I felt so alone and so awful about so many things in my life that I just sat there on my bed sobbing. All of a sudden, this little guy pops in my lap and starts to wash away my tears.


Sure, it may be repulsive to some of you, but for me it was exactly what I needed. He showed so much concern and love for me. He got me to smile, laugh, and most importantly, to stop crying. Best. Therapy. Ever.

And a wonderful tender mercy from the Lord. :)

P.S. For all of you germaphobes out there, don't worry, I washed my face with warm, soapy water afterwards.