As the year is coming to a close, December is the routine time to start reflecting and goal setting.  If you really think about it, this is a weird habit we have universally created for once a year. Everybody on the planet is aware that they can say “peace out 2018, next year is going to be better!” and really feel more positive about the future.

The “peace out yesterday, tomorrow is going to be better!” sentiment is just not as popular. The once a year schedule is just easier because you are only disappointed at the end of that year instead of daily.

Inline with the subject of reflecting, I stumbled upon the below and got all sentimental on this rainy California day. It brought me six years back. I created this collage one year after I had adopted Dixie on January 8, 2013. The words still hold true today. My girl and I have been through a lot since, and I literally do not know what I would’ve done with her! I would be completely lost.

Wrote on January 8, 2014 ...

One Year Ago Dixie was Born into My Life

… and delivered from Baja Dog Rescue

Truth be told, Dixie was not the dog that got me by being all cute and puppy-like; initially she was actually not that into me at all… she kept her distance – a bit skeptical, slow to trust. 

Dixie was unsure of me, doors, cars, loud noise, delicious bones – ok she was terrified of everything and it was often hard to discern why she was frantically cowering. I literally spent the entire day coaxing her into my studio. I kept telling her, “I’m going to take care of you, you just don’t know it yet.”

356 days later, it is truly Dixie that adopted me and I now need her. She slowly overcame backing away from her fears and NOW I sometimes wish she would not confront all of them, i.e., chasing and knocking over the electric bike riders at the park. Yes she is a completely different dog, but one thing that remains is she’s still a picky people chooser – she will NOT just give her love and kisses away, she is not that dog, you must earn it! Just like I had to.

To this day, I am not sure what drew me to Dixie – did I pick her or did she somehow choose me? Regardless I don’t underestimate her brilliance, intuition and mind reading capabilities.

Although Dixie’s real birthday is unknown, JANUARY 8TH, 2013 is when she was born to me. She completely makes my world a better place daily and it is rare that she is not by my side, making me smile, replacing my shadow.

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