I am an emotional support animal, both professionally and personally.
I am a talking magical animal companion straight out of my fairytales. I was born to be one of the woodland creatures befriending the Cinderella characters from my folktales. Just a clever little advisor who clues in the discarded orphans on how to use their grandmothers' blessings to outsmart witches and wicked stepmothers.
My Lord has given me as a pet and a companion for His sweet pumpkin princess, and allows me to come help her do chores that are painful for her to try to do alone. She isn't dominant herself, but rather His little darling, the treasure of His household. Her sweet nature means that she is sometimes hesitant to use me to my fullest. She is afraid of working me too hard or exploiting me in some way that isn't nice for me. It is hard for her to see me as the extraordinary machine built for heavy industrial use that I am.
That's okay. It is okay for her to need reassurance. She is perfect exactly the way she is, and her hesitation to use me hard and to take full advantage of me comes from her sweet and beautiful heart. That is a very important part of her story, and so it is what I will call her here.
I predict that my Sweetheart will grow used to the many pleasures of having a service Kitty as her enthusiastic helper and comfort creature. In His divine wisdom and generosity, He has given His beloved wife this use of me, and she is coming to understand how good that makes me feel.
A person's disabilities are only part of their story, and every main character has some weaknesses to balance their strengths. It wouldn't make for a very good story otherwise.
My place in the story is supportive, to help, and my Sweetheart will come to understand that she isn't mistreating me by letting me serve her. I am like a piece of adaptive equipment, something intended to make a difficult task easier to do. Using me to accomplish her own goals isn't unkind to me, and it isn't weakness on her part. She is being wonderful to me by letting me fulfill my purpose, which is the greatest source of joy in life. And she is making her own self more effective, in the same way as when she uses any other tool to accomplish a task that would be difficult otherwise.
My Lord gave me to His pumpkin princess as a pet and a magical talking animal companion who does tricks and makes her life easier and more fun. Now she is my Sweetheart and I love her so much. It feels so good to be her service animal. She has some disabilities, but doesn't everyone? Using adaptive equipment like a service Kitty means that those things don't need to slow her down anymore.
Thank You, Sir, for Your wisdom and generosity to us both. Thank You for putting me to good use and for letting us fall naturally into place. Thank You for seeing that You didn't need to force this pairing to happen, only to put the pieces together and let us discover how well we fit with each other within Your embrace. I love You both so much.