This song was written in honor of my first guide dog,
Holly. She was a golden retriever who
taught me how valuable having help really is.
She brought her own personality to me as we became a team, walking
together through mountains, climbing Linville Falls, touring Williamsburg, as
well as running through sands and beaches.
If she did not enjoy something she quickly showed me the exit doors. I would pack all three grandbabies into a
double stroller and off through the neighborhood we would go, Holly walking
beside the stroller as I held her harness so she could lead me as well. She got in front of the stroller once when a
nice lady was wanting to reach in and move one of the babies over just a bit;
Holly letting her know that no one but “Grandma” was to touch the little ones. She always walked into a room with her head
and her tail high, working the crowd.
Even though this song could as well be a tribute to Mego, this one was
Holly’s song and Mego will have his own tribute as soon as my heart heals to a
writing place.
I can still feel Holly’s thick hair as I brushed her, hear
her speak if I asked her too, and remember how she started pacing at 5 PM
whether in a car or anywhere else to let me know it was her time to eat. I wrote her song six months after taking off
her harness, but it is just as real as though written today. Hope you celebrate this “Golden” time with
me.
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