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dailey
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Yesterday, i finally gathered up enough courage to go to confession and confess all my sins. It had been bothering me recently that I never fully confessed in the past…and I can tell you that it felt great!
However, when I got home I found my dog laying down and instantly knew something was wrong. I screamed for my husband and he confirmed that he was dead.
I’m not saying there is a correlation between my dog dying and going to confession but right now I am hurting and just feel the need to ramble. I now have an incredible amount of guilt for not spending more time petting and playing with my dog. He deserved so much more. I really don’t know why I’m even writing this…I guess I just need to put my feelings in words. I have this terrible guilt and know it was a sin not to treat one of God’s creatures with the love it deserved. If only I could pet him one more time and let him know that he was loved. Hopefully, God will allow me the opportunity one day to hold him again. And, to top it all off, I missed church today because I lost track of time. Thanks for listening…
However, when I got home I found my dog laying down and instantly knew something was wrong. I screamed for my husband and he confirmed that he was dead.