I reached a new level of crazy dog mom. I did a breed reveal photoshoot with Belle.
And you know what? I don't care. I don't care if others think I'm crazy or laugh. I don't really care if other people think I'm "obsessed" with her. Because they don't know what this beautiful being has helped me through. They don't know my story.
But now I know a bit more of Belle's.
It doesn't really matter what her breeds are. It doesn't change how much I love her or her training. It doesn't change that I knew she was the one for me the minute I sat in her kennel at that shelter.
But what it does do is remind me that our mixtures are what make us. Our pasts, our weaknesses, our stories don't define us, but they do help to shape us. They are our background, for better or worse, and knowing how they have shaped us makes it easier for us to navigate our future.
I don't know what my family photos will look like from here on out, and I hope that one day my family photos look a bit more like the ones of a few years ago. But this one is perfect for me and fills my heart with joy.