Our dog, Moose, of 13 years passed away day before yesterday. Life has been moving so fast with my tending to the 7 kids and my husband that I have felt the pain of the loss, but haven’t had enough time to really deal with it. It has been evident during the time in which I should be sleeping.
Oftentimes when I have something on my mind, I don’t notice it until the early hours of the morning after I awaken from a short…usually very short slumber. The magic time is about 1:00am. Interestingly enough, I found that thankfulness has begun to replace sadness in this situation.
Not that I won’t miss Moose and not that I haven’t been a bit preoccupied with his dying, but I still have my family in good health and we love each other. I am thankful that I have the energy to help each of the kids with their own type of grief, still keep the house going, still rejoice in the morning. I am thankful that I wake up with my husband next to me in a comfortable house.
The amazing thing to me about death (which shouldn’t be amazing at all) is that life goes on. That seems pretty harsh. It seems that everything should stop and let you have time to grieve. Well, it isn’t that way, but I can be thankful for that too. Maybe that wouldn’t be so healthy after all.
I will miss my sweet Moose! He was always wagging his tail and loving watching us garden and even take the trash out. What fantastic memories. Thank you Moose for loving my kids and our family!!!
Thankfulness is a great thing!