Extra in The Ordinary

About 7 years ago Molly the boxer came into our home. She was a friend's dog who needed us to adopt her. We said good-bye to Molly, AKA Doodle Bug, on Saturday, and she was 12 years old. That's a long life for a boxer. I think it was a good one, too.  Molly, as you can see, was a beautiful boxer with the full white collar. We were told she could have been a show dog in her younger years. But when she got to us she was a family dog. We were shocked at how well behaved she was. Her first parents trained her well. She ate a collar the first night with us, because she was anxious, but then after that.....I don't think she ate anything but her dog food. Ok maybe an occasional table scrap. She gave us good nibble tickles, the really gentle ones, but she NEVER bit anyone. She ALMOST bit several Chinese food and pizza delivery men, because she was the world's best guard dog, but she never got angry with us or even played too hard. Keeping us safe was her priority. In b...

This last week was memorable in a lot of ways, but the thing I remember and treasure the most was gazing on the most beautiful rainbow I've ever seen. It was an especially meaningful rainbow because of the events that surrounded it.  This special rainbow appeared in the early evening sky, seemingly magically, on our way to Wednesday night Bible class on one of the saddest days I've had in a long time . Earlier that day I got a call from my husband at about 2pm. I knew something was wrong. I had just seen him on his lunch break, and he wouldn't call unless something was wrong. He told me that our friend at church, Emily, had died unexpectedly. She was only 32 and left behind a husband that loved her dearly and 3 precious small boys. She was also beautiful, super smart, successful, and loving and caring. She was the type of person you want to get to know better, and I had fully intended on getting to know her better. But I never got the chance. I waited too long. The w...