If it's Tuesday, it must be Oranjestad

Well, the warm winds of Aruba are a memory, and things here in the world of Dizzy Doodle have returned mostly to normal. Our friends R and B were more than gracious hosts, generous to a fault.

So while we were relaxing in the warmth and sunshine, eating and snorkeling and then eating some more, what was I thinking about? The grandkids and Dizzy, that's who. I know, we were in a true paradise with white sand beaches, beautiful golf course, deep blue water, Argentinian beef, and truly friendly people. (Not in that order, really. The beef was excellent!). How could I keep thinking of the ties at home? Don't know. There is something about my pooch and my babies that have so deeply touched my heart that I'm just not the same person I was 20 years ago. Who knew that dogs and babies would soften me, alter my spirit, mesmerizing me to a point where they are actually more important than a blonde in a bikini? Or at least, nearly as important....

But I digress, remembering that my loving wife reads this blog. Ahem.

So, while leaving the island paradise was not something I savored, I looked forward to the return to real life. Yes, I have seen some of the babies, and hopefully to see the rest soon. And of course, we have "rescued" Dizzy from the Doggie Hilton. His excitement at seeing us was unbounded, with the jumping and the licking I missed so much. There is nothing like the unconditional love of a dog.

And the greetings from the babies was fantastic. The two that we saw ran to us with hugs and smiles. Geez. I was overwhelmed with the love. I nearly cried.

The love of family, both two and four footed is precious. They are anchors in our lives, and bring a richness that needs to be experienced to be understood.

For those of you who think that I'm comparing my grandkids to my dog, well, I guess I am. Yes they are different, certainly, but the similarity of the feeling in the heart cannot be dismissed. They all are family, my family, and among so many others, help give meaning to me and all that I do.

So while the bank account took a hit, the major part of my family, my precious wife, was happy as could be. The return to pooch and babies was wonderful.

And the blessings that have been showered on me can never be dimunized, forgotten, or put aside.

Peace.