I visited my 86-year-old mother this past weekend. She was depressed and upset because her dog has contracted Lyme disease and possibly also hurt its back. The dog isn’t eating and can’t walk well; it has lost control of one of it’s hind legs. My mother, also, seems to have lost her appetite.
That dog has kept her going. She gets up each morning to let it out, feed it, walk it, and take care of it. It gives her a reason to exercise, to come home, to get awaken, to live. The thought that she might have to put her companion to sleep feels devastating to her, I know, especially because she thinks she’s too old to get another dog. Without a dog, what will keep her going?
What keeps you going? What gives you a reason to get up each morning? If you don’t have something that jazzes you each day, it’s time to find something…quickly. We each need desire to keep us alive and moving forward. We each need love and passion to keep us wanting to see the next sunset and sunrise.
It’s important to know what keeps us going and to appreciate them…and to be able to find new ones should, God forbid, the old ones disappear. I hope for my mother’s sake she doesn’t have to find a new reason to live.
