Something from me
- Joanne Barrett
- Jun 1, 2017
- 2 min read
Today, I'm feeling a little meloncholy.
May was a very challenging month! In fact, the last 6 months have been a challenge, but, as the trooper I am I have been pushing through.
4 weeks ago I lost a cat, Jake, prior to that I lost Poppy, and prior to that I lost Elwood. So its far to say I've been down the beaten track of late.. and I'm not yet off it. Grief can affect us in many different ways, and we all heal at different times.. I thought I was on the mend, until a few nights ago I had a dream about Bronte, she was lame, and as I examined the foot it changed to a paw.. this brought all the feelings of grief flooding back, and I cried for my transitioned family.
I'm not going to talk about my spiritual beliefs in this post, as it would make it far too long.. But, I do hold strong that spirits are with us, they send us signs, which bring small comforts, but we will always miss the fur suits who made us laugh, frustrated us, worried us and made the house a mess, but boy, that house sure felt like home!
It got me thinking, that as humans we are the only ones to feel pain, and I don't mean in a physical or emotional way, as its obvious animals feel both, but, in a self punishment way.. we are capable of blaming ourselves for eventualities out of our control, questioning what we did or didn't do. The whys, the what ifs. We know it doesn't serve us, but our minds send us on a winding road of questions that will never be answered, so why are we so conditioned to dwell?
To all my fur babies who have passed, and to the ones still with me,
I love you.
Comments