Have you ever wondered why things happen? I used to ask myself that question a lot when I was little and into my teens. Every time not so good things happened, the more I’d question WHY?
I hadn’t asked myself that question for a very long time until recently due to a very unexpected event. More on that later.
Here’s something you might not know about me. I’ve been called an “anti-pet” person, but a pro-animals. What I mean by that is that I love animals, but I’ve never really wanted the responsibility of caring for one because I’ve seen it as a huge responsibility.
However, I’ve always cared about pets and as a way to help indirectly, I’ve always donated things and money to organizations that help pets.
I think I formed this mentality about pet responsibility when I was very little. I was probably about 5 or 6 years old and still living in Nicaragua. I had a doggy name Dunky.
I don’t know where the name came from. I’m assuming I was trying to say something similar to that and I just remember calling my dog “Dunky”.
Well, I remember that Dunky died and my parents buried him in the back yard. I was very sad about it, like any other kid would be. But I think I learned about the big responsibility of a life through that experience. Continue reading “The Value Of A Life”