Sometimes, life just stinks, and occasionally, it really sucks. If you cry easy on stories of loosing a pet, you probably want to skip this post, or grab a box of Kleenex.
Tonight I sat with my Love, Jennifer, while she held Sophie, for the last time. Sophie was there with Jennifer for the last 14 years, through the good times, and the bad. During this time, Sophie showed her unconditional love and friendship to Jennifer, and helped her through every life event. She truly has been Jennifer’s best friend.
It is with great sorrow, that after Sophie’s 6 week battle with Parkenson’s, the roles flipped, and Jennifer had to be there as both a friend, and a voice for Sophie, and make the hardest decision she has ever had to make, to have Sophie’s vetrenarian come to the house for the last time. Jennifer saw Sophie suffering, and was there to be Sophie’s best friend, and held Sophie in her arms until the end, giving her kisses and telling her that she loved her, while she sobbed. Having been through other pet losses, I sat with and held Jennifer, trying my best to help her.
We now have a new Pagoda Dogwood in the yard, with Sophie layed to rest under it’s soon to be white flowers, and I can believe, in my mind, that there is no better spot for her. I believe if Sophie was running around the yard on a hot day, she would pick the shade of this new tree to rest under. It will also be a nice place for reflection for Jennifer.
Please say a prayer for my wife tonight as she morns the loss of her best friend. I know I have large shoes (tiny paws?) to fill, but I will do my best to fill that role now.
Our current Pope, Pope Frances, states in Laudato Si’, “Jesus says: “I make all things new” (Rev 21:5). Eternal life will be a shared experience of awe, in which each creature, resplendently transfigured, will take its rightful place and have something to give those poor men and women who will have been liberated once and for all“.
I know, with the loss of such a wonderful friend, comes great grief. I am fortunate to know, by Pope Frances’ words, that Sophie will be in Heaven, playing ball, chewing on rawhides, and barking at shadows. Sophie, please know we miss you and love you, and rest easy knowing that one day you’ll see your Mommie again.