Enough letting go, enough being strong, enough tears... just ENOUGH!
Those of you who know me or follow me on social media know that the past few weeks have been a roller coaster of emotions for me and the people I love the most.
My Mom's been in and out of the hospital for the past several months and today I learned that they're doing emergency surgery for a perforated bowel tonight.
Since I'm in Florida and she's in North Carolina I can't get there to be with her before surgery and I feel so helpless and worried. So I sit by the phone, candles burning, prayer beads in hand, and I wait.
Then I received phone calls from my two best friends, sisters in my faith and my life, to find out that they're both saying goodbye to their beloved pets today.
Ann Marie lost her beautiful cat Harold (who joins his brother Zeus, the German Shepherd, who crossed over just 2 weeks ago) late last night.
And Erin, my dear friend in Virginia who's 7 months pregnant, has had to make the hardest decision any pet owner will ever have to make for their best friend as she lets go of her long-time companion Mr. Niles.
We're the kind of people who love our pets with the same devotion some people reserve only for their children, and so feeling their pain is like feeling my own. And feeling it combined with my own is absolutely overwhelming.
Needless to say, it's a hard day. I know I will get through it; I know that my friends will get through it. I know that our love and compassion and all of our spiritual tools for healing will somehow carry us to the other side of the pain.
And, whether we like it or not, tomorrow the sun will shine and the world will go on. We will grow, and heal and learn.
But for today, I just want to say, ENOUGH.
Those of you who know me or follow me on social media know that the past few weeks have been a roller coaster of emotions for me and the people I love the most.
My Mom's been in and out of the hospital for the past several months and today I learned that they're doing emergency surgery for a perforated bowel tonight.
Since I'm in Florida and she's in North Carolina I can't get there to be with her before surgery and I feel so helpless and worried. So I sit by the phone, candles burning, prayer beads in hand, and I wait.
Then I received phone calls from my two best friends, sisters in my faith and my life, to find out that they're both saying goodbye to their beloved pets today.
Ann Marie lost her beautiful cat Harold (who joins his brother Zeus, the German Shepherd, who crossed over just 2 weeks ago) late last night.
And Erin, my dear friend in Virginia who's 7 months pregnant, has had to make the hardest decision any pet owner will ever have to make for their best friend as she lets go of her long-time companion Mr. Niles.
We're the kind of people who love our pets with the same devotion some people reserve only for their children, and so feeling their pain is like feeling my own. And feeling it combined with my own is absolutely overwhelming.
Needless to say, it's a hard day. I know I will get through it; I know that my friends will get through it. I know that our love and compassion and all of our spiritual tools for healing will somehow carry us to the other side of the pain.
And, whether we like it or not, tomorrow the sun will shine and the world will go on. We will grow, and heal and learn.
But for today, I just want to say, ENOUGH.
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