
Once upon a time, there was a young boy who was born with a handicap. Due to a stroke that occurred before birth, he couldn't run or play like other children. While thankful that he could walk, he would still often trip over uneven ground, mats at store doors, threshholds, etc. He tired easily. When other children played games, he stood out and watched. He wore a brace on his hand and another brace on his foot, and was asked all the time why he had those "things" on him. He grew so that he didn't want to play outside in the sunshine and fresh air, because he fell so easily.
One day, his mother was told about a wonderful organization that trained Best Friends. Very Best Friends. The kind that wouldn't laugh at you if you fell, or tease you because you may look different than other kids. Friends who would help you pick up things and keep you from falling. Friends who would listen to you and stay by your side when others were off playing games that you couldn't.
This family filled out a very long application for one of these wonderful Best Friends. One of their friends started praying immediately for the Best Friend who wasn't even born yet--that God would create the perfect Best Friend for this boy. And given time, after waiting around two years, this boy was finally matched with his new Best Friend--a beautiful, sweet, and sensitive Golden Retriever named Lauren.
When Lauren wore her cape, her boy had a handle to hang on to and didn't trip and fall over so many things. When other kids left the boy as they went to play, Lauren stayed with him. When they were home in their own back yard, Lauren enticed her boy to run and play in the fresh air and sunshine, and if he fell she covered him with kisses. No longer was he the boy with funny things on his hand and leg--he was now the boy with the very cool dog who got to go everywhere with him.
Eleven years flew by in a flash, with boy and dog facing each new challenge together. The boy grew taller and more confident. His Best Friend grew a bit white in the face. But still, they were a team. And they were together.
And then--one day, his Best Friend woke up sick. She could not eat. She could not stand. And when the sun went down that day, his Best Friend was not with him any more. She would now sleep in the grave, awaiting the Lifegiver to come and wake her up again. And then the boy and his Best Friend will be together again--never more to part. A team. Always.
Sometimes, miracles have fur.
Canine Companions for Independance
www.cci.orgLauren--November 26, 1997-October 8, 2010