Sitting in front of Carter’s grave, as the gentle spring rain tapped out a tranquil beat, I spoke about something so simple, yet so profound…
It may sound harsh to say “figure it out”, but really, what other choice do you have?
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Sitting in front of Carter’s grave, as the gentle spring rain tapped out a tranquil beat, I spoke about something so simple, yet so profound…
It may sound harsh to say “figure it out”, but really, what other choice do you have?
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Today is the 1 year anniversary of Carter’s last day on Earth.
One year ago today, February 12 was on Sunday, Valentine’s Day.
And at 8am, Carter, our beloved 11-year old Yellow Lab and I met Dr Spurgeon and Rebecca at the Sand Lake Animal Clinic.
We miss you and love you.
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Do you day dream?
I mean sometimes, do you day dream so big that it surprises you?
Yesterday, I had a daydream that our beloved Canine Son Carter, an 11-year old Yellow Lab stole one of Jesus’ sandals.
We laid Carter to rest yesterday morning, Valentine’s Day.
It was a glorious moment when the image of Carter meeting Jesus and licking Jesus’ face so much with affectionate kisses that Jesus finally had to laugh and say, “OK Carter, enough, that’s enough already.”
And Carter obeyed. But quickly grabbed one of Jesus’ sandals and began his favorite game – keep away.
Dream big today, no matter your circumstance. Try not to let any thing or any one deprive you of your most glorious day dream.
The love of a pet, for some people, is indescribably real and strong.
The loss of a pet, for some people, is heartbreaking, gut wrenching.
Journaling, is therapeutic for some people.
Two out of three isn’t bad.
Heading back to the vet to check on Carter.
All that’s in my mind right now is this Garth Brooks song, The Dance.
The pain that is being felt and the pain that will continue to swell, is worth every minute we spent together.
However, on the other hand, the pain is beginning to cut so deeply, but so slowly, that I hear myself thinking, “I’m never getting another Dog.”
“The pain of saying goodbye is too much for a human heart to bear.”