[MissMarple]

Maybe this will help someone. I wrote this several years ago because I actually felt like this. It is from a short book I wrote on depression. Anyways, it goes like this...

"I have felt as the little dog who ran away and got lost, standing in the rain, cold, and hungry. I just want someone to come and feed me, give me a warm and dry place to be, but no one seems to care. Instead, they send me away cold, hungry, wet, sad, lost, and alone; poor doggy."

"I prayed for a phone call when I was all alone. I would have welcomed a wrong number, anything! All to be heard over my sobbing was the clock ticking away and my dog snoring."

It all goes away with time and endurance but believe me there were times I could not believe that. Now that I am older I remember those lessons and try to be a friend to a friend in need.

*Pets for the little lost dog*
I'm a sucker for a little lost puppy out in the cold. I'd have to adopt it or find it a new home.

xoxox pat

[Overcastbutclearing]

When will it go away?
How long do I have to wait to be rescued for good?
Maybe not just rescued but then helped too? Healed?
OMG...I am such a loser.

((((((SJ0401))))))
I wish I could rescue, help and heal you. You're not a loser.
I think it goes away when we learn to love ourselves. Somehow that wisdom is lost on me though. I figure you learn to do things and if you haven't been taught to love yourself then you gotta figure it out on your own. I'm still trying to figure it out.
Maybe that's why we are all here. We're all trying to figure it out. Trying to learn to love ourselves. We can be here to help teach each other how to do this also.
I hope we're all successful. *fingers crossed*
It's going to be okay. Hang in there.

(((((((((((MissMarple))))))))))))

You are lost no more. You belong with us

[weather]

Odd that you are talking about lost dogs. A poor dog showed up a couple of weeks ago so frightened she wouldn't let me within twenty feet of me. She slunk away. I fed her, and she was a little less fearful. One day I waved half of my steak in the air. The hungry dog could smell it, and she wanted to eat it in the worst way, but she was afraid. She ran a few feet, stopped cringed on the ground, ran ahead, cringed and ran back. A good illustration of approach-avoidance. Two days ago, she licked my hand, and yesterday, she let me pet me once. Maybe we are like dogs.
I like "you are lost no more. You belong with us." Thank goodness.

[wisewoman]

I love the dog analogy. I was the lost dog crouching and running back. I was first helped by a dear friend now gone physically from this world. Even then though I had to learn that no one could fill the void of what was not. No one can take away the pain that was. But we can learn to live here now and learn that the pain of the hurt is past and that though we can't go back and be nurtured the way all children should be nurtured, we can allow ourselves to be loved now. We can love each soul as we want need to be loved. It is all a gift from here. Life is hard. Bad things always happen. But we are able to sooth the starving dog and help the lady with the flat tire. I don't get pats on the back and I don't get famous or wealth but I am allowed in my life to be there for people in need and simply be human. Sometimes a hug or a pat on the back helps us know we are not alone and I rejoice in having the opportunity to do so. Every precious exchange is a gift.