The most powerful book I’ve ever read is called . . .
The morning of the day we decided that it was time to send my pup to heaven, before we made the decision, I happen to come across this book that felt very right to read at this particular moment.
Story of sending my childhood dog at age 15 years old to heaven on New Years Eve.
One of the biggest things that grief and tragedy have taught me is to slow down. It’s funny for how often I talk about slowing down, but my morning cup of coffee is about the only time I embrace a slow pace. I believe its important to move slow, but my life is high energy and fast paced more often than not at this point. I drive a little slower, I sit still a little longer, and im not in such a rush. I’m aware that when I rush, I lose my inner peace and without that I have nothing.
When big and scary tragic things happen, I move slow and give myself the opportunity to feel things in whatever way feels right- usually I feel quite empty until I start writing to move the energy.
Today, as I’m wrapping up writing this episode, a patient of mine who has moved into more of the role as a friend after working with her for over 2 years, surprised me with the help of my boyfriend to make me a scrapbook full of memoirs of my pup.
I’d like to set an intention to all loved ones- family, friends, pets, or special someones who have passed in all of our lives. May the road rise up to meet you, and may we hold you close to our hearts everyday until, at once, we reunite again. Always in our hearts- this one goes out to you Shane. xoxo