Boogers― my childhood dog. He was not a living dog, but a fair purple and white stuffed animal. He was not an oversized dog, but he could fit in the palm of a hand. His name did not quite add up with his looks, but it suited him.
I adopted Boogers when I was around six. I was browsing through the mall’s stuffed animal section. Carefully, I took in each packed n’ stacked self. Each species had their own circular display. I was admiring all the possible creatures that I could have. The store’s light added a shine to the crisp dark world outside as they bounced off the pure white displays.
Shockingly, I was observing the displays alone. I normally would follow my sister around until she became irritated. She would complain that I need do my own thing. I hated that.
I looked at the second to last shelf and that when I saw it― Boggers. He was a handsome dog that I had to have. Admiring his tiny legs and floppy ears, my mother walked by.
“Can I have him?”, I asked with a perky voice. But, perky as in upbeat and excited, not as in the name of Pal’s mother from my childhood show, Arthur. To my surprise, she said yes. I raise my new friend in the air- Lion King style.
“Well, what are you going to name it?”. That was the hard part. I had no idea. As I was pondering my new dilemma, my oldest brother walked by and …show more content…
In the heat of the moment it was practically torture. But does it matter now? Did I survive without that moment in my life? Yes. I get so caught up on the present, but I forget that there’s another day tomorrow. Life doesn’t work out the way we want, but isn’t that what sometimes makes it great? Unexpected moments are the best. Unexpected moments are treasured more than a calculated schedule. Unexpected moments are the spice of life. I’ve realized that if something doesn’t go my way, there’s another way that’s even better. In the end, everything works out. It may not be what you wanted,
I adopted Boogers when I was around six. I was browsing through the mall’s stuffed animal section. Carefully, I took in each packed n’ stacked self. Each species had their own circular display. I was admiring all the possible creatures that I could have. The store’s light added a shine to the crisp dark world outside as they bounced off the pure white displays.
Shockingly, I was observing the displays alone. I normally would follow my sister around until she became irritated. She would complain that I need do my own thing. I hated that.
I looked at the second to last shelf and that when I saw it― Boggers. He was a handsome dog that I had to have. Admiring his tiny legs and floppy ears, my mother walked by.
“Can I have him?”, I asked with a perky voice. But, perky as in upbeat and excited, not as in the name of Pal’s mother from my childhood show, Arthur. To my surprise, she said yes. I raise my new friend in the air- Lion King style.
“Well, what are you going to name it?”. That was the hard part. I had no idea. As I was pondering my new dilemma, my oldest brother walked by and …show more content…
In the heat of the moment it was practically torture. But does it matter now? Did I survive without that moment in my life? Yes. I get so caught up on the present, but I forget that there’s another day tomorrow. Life doesn’t work out the way we want, but isn’t that what sometimes makes it great? Unexpected moments are the best. Unexpected moments are treasured more than a calculated schedule. Unexpected moments are the spice of life. I’ve realized that if something doesn’t go my way, there’s another way that’s even better. In the end, everything works out. It may not be what you wanted,