Saturday, March 3, 2012

The Next Day

I was doing so good until tonight.  Val and I went out to dinner and she was telling me that Zander is so stubborn just like you were.  She said he reminds her a lot of you.  She also said that his back end was turning the same color as you were.  All of a sudden I was crying again.  Darn it!  I just can't seem to go more than one day without crying for you.  The loss is almost unbearable.
There is a cycle of love and death that shapes the lives of those who choose to travel in the company of animals. It is a cycle unlike any other. To those who have never lived through it's turnings or walked it's rocky path, our willingness to give our hearts with full knowledge that they will be broken seems incomprehensible. Only we know how small a price we pay for what we receive; our grief, no matter how powerful it may be, is an insufficient measure of the JOY we have been given.

(Bones would rain from the sky - Suzanne Cloither)

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