If  I cared for myself

and was as patient with myself

and kind and loving

as I was promised my puppy I would be with him

Would I laugh more, care more, breathe easier?

I think so.

If  I could see the world

with humor and wonder

the way I want my dog to see it

would I like it more, care for it more want be in it more, every single day?

I think so.

If I could tell myself that it’s okay to make mistakes

to not be perfect

 

and not scold myself, not feel scorn for myself, not feel disappointment in myself

like I do with my dog

I think I would know

with certainty

it’s okay

to be me.

Writers Write January Prompt: It’s A Dog’s Life