Today I was mulling over 'why' Mum had to die so 'young'. Then I thought about a post I had seen on Facebook the other day.
I feel it also applies to Mum & maybe (just maybe) there is an afterlife & she has come back to watch over me through Red Dog (Blake).
The guy who gave me this dog knew Mum & also knew how much I was grieving. Although a few people wanted to buy this dog, he chose to gift him to me.
As I type this, the red & white Kelpie X is sacked out under my desk, muzzle sitting on my foot. Would love to take a photo, but do not want to disturb him.
I have now had Blake for 11 months & while the memories of Mum will never go away, he has eased my grief a little, enough to put one foot in front of the other & continue on with life.
So for all of those who lose someone 'too soon' maybe this is a good way to look at why they were taken early. Helped me when I applied it to Mumzie, because THIS is how she viewed life.....
A Dog's Purpose?
(from a 6-year-old).
Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish
Wolfhound named Belker. The dog's owners, Ron, his wife Lisa , and
their little boy Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle.
I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family
we couldn't do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the
euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.
As we made
arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for
six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane
might learn something from the experience.
The next day, I felt
the familiar catch in my throat as Belker 's family surrounded him.
Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I
wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few minutes,
Belker slipped peacefully away.
The little boy seemed to accept
Belker's transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat
together for a while after Belker's Death, wondering aloud about the sad
fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives.
Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, ''I know why.''
Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned
me. I'd never heard a more comforting explanation. It has changed the
way I try and live.
He said,''People are born so that they can
learn how to live a good life -- like loving everybody all the time and
being nice, right?'' The Six-year-old continued,
''Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don't have to stay as long.''
Live simply.
Love generously.
Care deeply.
Speak kindly.
Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn things like:
When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.
Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.
Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure Ecstasy.
Take naps.
Stretch before rising.
Run, romp, and play daily.
Thrive on attention and let people touch you.
Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.
On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.
On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.
When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.
Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.
Be loyal.
Never pretend to be something you're not.
If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.
When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by, and nuzzle them gently.
There comes a time in life, when you walk away from all the drama and
people who create it. You surround yourself with people who make you
laugh, forget the bad, and focus on the good. So, love the people who
treat you right. Think good thoughts for the ones who don't. Life is too
short to be anything but happy. Falling down is part of LIFE...Getting
back up is LIVING...
Have a great life.
This IS EXACTLY how Mum lived.....
