When Hope Found Me at the Beach
From Chicken Soup for the Soul: Me and My Dog
By Christy A. Caballero
Dogs are miracles with paws.
~Attributed to Susan Ariel Rainbow Kennedy
The clouds were as murky and gray as my thoughts. Brooding about life and deeply preoccupied, I collected some things and pointed my car toward the ocean. I trusted the beach to make everything clearer for me, and I wanted a dramatic, solitary view. On a dismal weekday like this I hoped to find everything I needed at the jetty at Fort Stevens.
I drove for miles without seeing a car before I finally pulled into the parking lot. I was the only person there. Note that I said the only “person.” I was, however, not alone. A ragged dog looked hopeful as I parked. Ears up, eyes searching, he looked expectant, wanting to recognize me.
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