Though I have had the privilege of training and handling many dogs over the years you might be the dog who’s taught me most. You’ve taught me to let go when it’s right and to hold on to the things that really matter. You’ve allowed me the ability to travel independently always eager to help me with taking my coat or gloves off, hit buttons with expert precision and joyously bring me things I’ve dropped. It’s always obvious the benefit of a mobility dog but the journey of healing you have started me on was something I knew I needed but couldn’t fathom how to get there. And I know it won’t all be completed in your lifetime, but I do know that with you I’ve learned that my trauma and past does not define me and my future is so so bright. It’s about not giving in and giving up. It’s about waking up the next day and trying again. Trying each day to ensure you do better than the last, but to also admit when the fight is too big and to step back and get help, or take a break and try again. You’re there on my good days when I am energized and life is sweet ready to jump into action. But there are are also days when I fall apart and you are there to lick my hand and give me your paw. Thank you for being super patient or for teaching me to heal.