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In The Eyes

Just a few months ago, we adopted a one year old labrador mix, Milo.  This was after we had lost all three of our dogs, Indy, Kiah and Kobe over the space of about six months. The three all had connections to two other labs, Star and Maggie, that had passed away a few years earlier. They were all best of friends.

 

Adoption was not an easy or quick decision.  We were adopting a stranger.

 

Sometimes when I look into Milo’s eyes, I feel like I can see Star. When Star looked at me, it was a look of total trust that went straight to my heart.  I can see Maggie, who just wanted to be loved and part of our life. And I can feel Kiah, who so appreciated having a warm home and just wanted to be with us, wherever we went.  Indy was our fun loving, one hundred miles an hour explorer, who looked at me expectantly every time I got up from my chair. And Kobe, who so appreciated the freedom to run and explore the world.

 

All in the eyes of Milo. It is like a connection with their souls; that the five of them are channeling through Milo my past loves.

 

I know it sounds crazy. 

 

I have three sons.  In each of them I see in their eyes parts of my family. In Josh, I can feel the gentleness of my grandmother; and the kindness of my uncle Bill who meant so much to me and the first person to ever treat me like an adult, though I was just a kid.  In Ben, I can see my father, with a willingness to fix anything even if he had no idea how, without fear of failure (and there are failures), and my mother-in-law, who was welcoming to all strangers.  In Dan, I see my wife, with the same colored eyes and the same thickness of hair, as well as the ability to talk with anyone, and even my dad, with the ability to spin a yarn so well. 

 

I have two grandsons, both born to Dan and my daughter-in-law, Caley.  In Alex, I can see his uncle, my son Josh, with his patience with his brother, Max, and his ability to concentrate; as well as his uncle Ben, in tackling difficult projects with an abundance of patience.  In Max, I see his dad, Dan. They look alike, they have the same eyes, and the same temperament; even the same deep laugh that come from deep within.

 

We don’t really know what we pass on to others, but we do, whether it is by blood or influence. Look in the eyes of your family members and see who you see. Look into their eyes and perhaps you can see in their souls your past family members. 

 

I just hope you will take a couple of ideas from this.  You have influence on your family and friends; make it a good, loving influence. Make time to know them better by looking into their souls.  And sometimes people (or a dog) come into our lives that helps us remember lost ones that we loved.

 

As I write this article, Milo is lying on the floor bathed in sunlight, sleeping.  I see his five predecessors. I know that in a way, when I am kind to him, I am being kind to Star, Maggie, Indy, Kiah and Kobe.  And I feel that are looking at me through Milo’s eyes, reaching out to me. 

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