This has been a rough week for several of my friends, more than usual. Many lost their beloved dogs this week, so close to Christmas is especially hard. I know. I had to euthanize my Tad only a few days before Christmas a handful of years past.
For me, my years of grieving Tad, and Bobby, and Bram, and Casper and Poppy have eased with my adoption of two little poodles from China. But now my friends face the grieving and I know there is not much I can do to ease their sorrows. The words of friends help for the moment; then, you turn around and see the empty spot where they used to sleep and your heart just cracks a little more.
Some have lost spouses this year; some face difficulties in health and finances that make the tinsel shine with less lustre this December. I remember the first Christmas after my mom died. I would drive past houses lit brilliantly for the holiday and feel nothing but a dark hole inside my chest that no spotlight could brighten.
Reach out to those grieving this Christmas. Yes, the comfort is only momentary. But a moment of lustre might pierce that crack and open it so more light pervades.
Two tiny poodles have brought mischief, playfulness, and trust beyond all odds to my home. I heard a beautiful quote the other day……”What we give away is ours forever.” I think it’s true except for those who toss tiny beings into the streets of any country in the world. “Give away a moment….its time will be in your karma forever.”