10 years ago a girl was born that would change my life.

2015 would prove to be one of the darkest times of my life. I was lost. I had suicidal thoughts. At the time my family and friends didn’t know and many probably still don’t. I was lost. It felt like no one would notice if I was gone. I was the black sheep of my family and turns out my friends weren't even my friends—just coworkers.

In hindsight I’m thankful I was pushed to get a puppy March 2015.

My then girlfriend would hear about my desire to get a puppy. But no way I would as that seemed like a big risk of responsibility and for the sake of my poor finances. But she found a place and I met Lilo for the very first time.

There Lilo girl was. The runt of the litter and only one not begging for attention. Once on the road back home all she did was look at me with a smile.

Everyday since this moment I’d wake up, she’d wake up and we’d make eye contact. Everyday I would tend to her and she would tend to me. Everyday we’d be there for her. More out of necessity for her since she’s a dog, but this girl was my emotional support animal—my dogter.

2015 would, again, shape up to be one of the darkest years of my life. But, I had Lilo to care for. While I didn’t want to take care of myself I made sure she was taken care of. She in turn took care of me.

It’s why still 10 years later I get emotional. Because I truly believe there’s a high possibility that I wouldn’t be writing this, living my life, and making the memories that I have without Lilo girl.

Her jealously for attention, amount of love she pours into people I love, and sassy stubborn self is what makes her her. And today she turned 10. It’s stupid cold out today so we’re staying inside BUT as soon as it warms up a bit we’re going for a car ride to get a pup cup.

Happy birthday, Lilo girl.
Love, dad