So many nights, I stared out at the inky black ocean,....

“ So many nights, I stared out at the inky black ocean, believing that if I could only learn how to eat again and keep my hands out of my throat, that would be enough. I prayed hard and desperately to God and the sun and the moon and the ocean and the universe and every shelter dog I’d ever met, as if they were all genies, that I wouldn’t ask for anything more.But perhaps God isn’t a collection of genies, and perhaps it’s okay to hope for more than relief. To hope big. To hope for Sunny’s limitless capacity to love. ”

Shannon Kopp

From : Pound for Pound: A Story of One Woman's Recovery and the Shelter Dogs Who Loved Her Back to Life