The death of my dog last year is a great example of how a (seemingly) bad experience can turn into a positive one. It was a bad experience indeed when it happened, but over the course it has turned into a positive thing, because it opened ways for me that would not have opened or I would not have noticed or taken the chances if Aprilia was still around.
I didn't get to mourn her for a very long time, truly I was just happy she got to live and be part of my life, I think we both did our best to make each other happy, and that's what matters. I thanked her just before she left me for the joy and love she gave me.
But I am not sure I will love quite like that again. And I'm not sure I will have a dog again. Which brings me to another subject. Ever since I got Aprilia, I was certain I would always have a dog in my life, that after Aprilia's passing I would get another dog, there wasn't a doubt in my mind, and somehow my passion for dogs has died out a little with Aprilia gone. Dogs don't move me like they used to and the idea of owning one doesn't excite me now. How we change, how what we think we know for certain can change unexpectedly.
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