that's what she taught me
in the 162 months that we spent together.
Always IN the moment.
Never holding grudges.
Unconditionally welcoming.
Even in the end...
The last night, I laid on the floor with her. She was very sick, yet calmed by my touch. As a final communication of grace, she lifted her head, laid her warm, furry cheek on mine. She rested there...letting her cheek BE upon mine for what was maybe a minute. Maybe more. Maybe less. It didn't matter. Time had stopped. We were in the moment, the NOW, the only place where I believe we sense eternity.
Simply B E - i n g .
Then putting her nose to mine, breathing in my breath, she laid her head back down on the pillow.
I knew it was time.
She communicated peace. The tension in her body momentarily released, and my heavy heart filled with love and gratitude.
It was time for her to go.
Happy trails, gentle soul.
3 comments:
Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry to hear about your pup. Our Akita turns 12 years this October. Your never prepared for loss. I have had a hard time watching Mifune grows old . He is still my baby. I'm sorry for your loss.
Thanks, Debbie :). Animal companions are such a gift. They are a true reminder of living fully with heart and soul during this "short" time we have here together.
This brought tears to my eyes. So beautiful, Amber. I had a BE-ing moment like that with Sylvie (how long? so brief...) the day before she died. Grace indeed. xx
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