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"Danielle keeps repeating it over and over again. We've been back to thisanimal shelter at least five times. It has been weeks now since we startedall of this," the mother told the volunteer.
"What is it she keeps asking for?" the volunteer asked.
"Puppy size!" replied the mother.
"Well, we have plenty of puppies, if that's what she's looking for."
"I know...we have seen most of them," the Mom said in frustration...
Just then Danielle came walking into the office.
"Well, did you find one?" asked her Mom. "No, not this time,"
Danielle said with sadness in her voice. "Can we come back on the weekend?"
"You never know when we will get more dogs. Unfortunately, there's always asupply," the volunteer said.
Danielle took her mother by the hand and headed to the door. "Don't worry,I'll find one this weekend," she said.
Over the next few days, both Mom and Dad had long conversations with her.They both felt she was being too particular.
"It's this weekend or we're not looking any more," Dad finally said infrustration.
"We don't want to hear anything more about puppy size either," Mom added.
Sure enough, they were the first ones in the shelter on Saturday morning. Bynow Danielle knew her way around, so she ran right for the section thathoused the smaller dogs. Tired of the routine, Mom sat in the small waitingroom at the end of the first row of cages.
There was an observation window so you could see the animals during timeswhen visitors weren't permitted. Danielle walked slowly from cage to cage,kneeling periodically to take a closer look. One by one the dogs werebrought out and she held each one. One by one she said, "Sorry, you're notthe one."
It was the last cage on this last day in search of the perfect pup. Thevolunteer opened the cage door and the child carefully picked up the dog andheld it closely. This time she took a little longer.
"Mom, that's it! I found the right puppy! He's the one! I know it!" shescreamed with joy. "It's the puppy size!"
"But it's the same size as all the other puppies you held over the last fewweeks," Mom said.
"No not size ---- the sighs. When I held him in my arms, he sighed," shesaid.
"Don't you remember? When I asked you one day what love is, you told me lovedepends on the sighs of your heart. The more you love, the bigger the sigh!"
The two women looked at each other for a moment. Mom didn't know whether tolaugh or cry. As she stooped down to hug the child, she did a little ofboth.
"Mom, every time you hold me, I sigh. When you and Daddy come home from workand hug each other, you both sigh. I knew I would find the right puppy if itsighed when I held it in my arms," she said. Then holding the puppy up closeto her face she said, "Mom, he loves me. I heard the sighs of his heart!"
"What is it she keeps asking for?" the volunteer asked.
"Puppy size!" replied the mother.
"Well, we have plenty of puppies, if that's what she's looking for."
"I know...we have seen most of them," the Mom said in frustration...
Just then Danielle came walking into the office.
"Well, did you find one?" asked her Mom. "No, not this time,"
Danielle said with sadness in her voice. "Can we come back on the weekend?"
"You never know when we will get more dogs. Unfortunately, there's always asupply," the volunteer said.
Danielle took her mother by the hand and headed to the door. "Don't worry,I'll find one this weekend," she said.
Over the next few days, both Mom and Dad had long conversations with her.They both felt she was being too particular.
"It's this weekend or we're not looking any more," Dad finally said infrustration.
"We don't want to hear anything more about puppy size either," Mom added.
Sure enough, they were the first ones in the shelter on Saturday morning. Bynow Danielle knew her way around, so she ran right for the section thathoused the smaller dogs. Tired of the routine, Mom sat in the small waitingroom at the end of the first row of cages.
There was an observation window so you could see the animals during timeswhen visitors weren't permitted. Danielle walked slowly from cage to cage,kneeling periodically to take a closer look. One by one the dogs werebrought out and she held each one. One by one she said, "Sorry, you're notthe one."
It was the last cage on this last day in search of the perfect pup. Thevolunteer opened the cage door and the child carefully picked up the dog andheld it closely. This time she took a little longer.
"Mom, that's it! I found the right puppy! He's the one! I know it!" shescreamed with joy. "It's the puppy size!"
"But it's the same size as all the other puppies you held over the last fewweeks," Mom said.
"No not size ---- the sighs. When I held him in my arms, he sighed," shesaid.
"Don't you remember? When I asked you one day what love is, you told me lovedepends on the sighs of your heart. The more you love, the bigger the sigh!"
The two women looked at each other for a moment. Mom didn't know whether tolaugh or cry. As she stooped down to hug the child, she did a little ofboth.
"Mom, every time you hold me, I sigh. When you and Daddy come home from workand hug each other, you both sigh. I knew I would find the right puppy if itsighed when I held it in my arms," she said. Then holding the puppy up closeto her face she said, "Mom, he loves me. I heard the sighs of his heart!"
Close your eyes for a moment and think about the love that makes you sigh. Inot only find it in the arms of my loved ones, but in the caress of asunset, the kiss of the moonlight and the gentle brush of cool air on a hotday. They are the sighs of God. Take the time to stop and listen; you willbe surprised at what you hear. "Life is not measured by the breaths we take,but by the moments that take our breath.
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