Every now and then, something jars my memory, and I’m lost in grief all over again. I’m working on sorting through paperwork at my desk, and the sound of my neighbor’s big dog barking triggers the phantom sound of my sweet Dalmatian barking at the bunnies outside. I hear the sound echo in my ears. For a split second, I thought he was still here. I miss you, sweet doggy boy. Continue reading Memories
Today was one of those days when the sun seemed too bright. The bird songs outside my window were irritating, and I felt a strong inclination to drop kick the bunnies into next week when I discovered — again — that they had resumed setting up housekeeping right underneath the strawberry patch. Piano lessons today were sour, not sweet, as I stumbled and fretted over Amazing Grace. I feel guilty that my husband still has a job and we have a house compared to those who don’t, I want to help the poor but don’t know how, and I’m madder … Continue reading Sunshine, Birds, Bunnies, and Violins
Wagging tail, doggy smiles. From the time you were a puppy, I couldn’t believe you were mine. Sharing my good books… Snarfing up my crumbs… What a joy it was to watch you shine. From a tiny little squeak To a big boy woof – No one more surprised than you At the big dog ruff Behind your song. A flat out run your only speed Around and around you’d Circle the back yard tree, Following a ball. Together we danced a goofy shuffle While I tried to dodge Your sloppy wet snuffles — But somehow you always got In … Continue reading Those Ashes Aren’t You
There is a distinct connection between the heart and the body. No, not the mechanical connection between the muscle that pumps life giving blood to the rest of the body, although that is a definite. Our bodies house our souls while we are on earth. And when something goes awry with the soul, the body follows. At this moment I do not have a cold. But my body feels sick. I am not physically sick — just got a clean bill of health in my annual physical yesterday — yet I have that “about to get a cold” achy feeling … Continue reading Wrestling
As sweet as my Dalmatian was, no one told me before we got him that Dals shed. A lot. I’m sure we’ll be finding hair in obscure places two years from now. I haven’t emptied his water bowl yet because he drank from it on Saturday before we said goodbye, and there are little Shiner hairs floating on the surface. Soon I’ll take care of it. But not today. My husband and my daughter are doing really well. Both of them are dwelling on the fact that he’s no longer suffering. I guess I am the one who is walking … Continue reading I’m wearing black today…
EverFaith 