Yesterday I was told over the phone that my dog, Wilfred, unexpectedly had to be put down after they found multiple tumors in his stomach. The news crushed me and I had to take the rest of the day off work.
Wilfred was an incredible dog- he was always there to steal my french fries and sneak into my bed to say goodnight. He was always around when I felt sad and always up for a game of fetch or ride in the car. He was smarter than any dog I’ve ever known and I’m so blessed to have had him in my life and be given close to ten wonderful years with him.
It was the first time I’ve ever felt so removed from my life back home. I felt an overwhelming sense of guilt for not being there for him and getting to say goodbye in person even though my mother and siblings assured me that he knew I loved him and wished I could have been there.
When things like this unexpectedly happen it’s hard to be alone and not with family or close friends to help you get over it.
I feel like I’ve been on a roller coaster of emotion these past 48 hours. I’m so blessed to have wonderful family to check in on me and someone even created an email account to send me an email from “Wilfred” which brought me to tears by letting me know that he understood why I wasn’t there.
Not every day on JET is a walk in the park. There are super hard moments where you question why you’re choosing to be thousands of miles away from family, friends, pets and loved ones.
I know ultimately I made the correct decision to say another year, and I couldn’t imagine doing it without the love and support of everyone I have back home. The best thing you can do is hug everyone close when you’re home and cherish every moment you’re with them.