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You know the saying, “when one door closes another one opens”? I always felt that was a scape goat of a phrase. Something you say just to make the person feel better. Something to say when you have really no good answer. And anyone who uses a window is just creepy or a burglar. Or Rapunzel. When my dear dog die a week after his 3rd birthday I hoped there was a reason. A reason where he wouldn’t be able to be with me. That his passing was really a blessing. I tried to see positive. However, it hasn’t been easy. My sister’s puppy only a year and half old got put down last weekend. The dog had a small bump on his side. She took him into get it looked at and within two weeks the bump had grown so large it was suffocating him. Where is the hidden blessing in taking away this young pup? I only hope that whatever the reason is, that it is a good one. I am tired of losing my family and friends. We are coming up on the 4th Christmas since my dad died. Each year is harder not easier. Each year that goes by gets more empty. It is hard to see the silver lining.