… give me away.
In June of 2011, my dear little dog Ebbitt died. He lived nearly 19 long years, and I was privileged to be his mommy for almost eight of them. When he died, I felt my heart break in ways that I didn’t know where possible. I’m not going to elaborate much here because… honestly, it’s still so painful. One day, I’ll write down all I want to say. Now just isn’t that time.
I was reading one of my most favorite tumblrs the other day, and she posted the following poem, author unknown, following the death of someone close to her. It spoke to me, gave me comfort and solace, and I really want to share it with you. I’m not particularly religious – spiritual more than anything – so this is right up my ally.
I hope you never have to experience death… loss… sadness… but if you have (or if you do), I hope this helps.
Now that I’m gone, remember me with a smile and laughter. And if you need to cry, cry with your brother or sister who walks in grief beside you.
And when you need me, put your arms around anyone and give to them what you need to give to me.
There are so many who need so much. I want to leave you something. Something much better than words or sounds.
Look for me in the people I’ve known and loved or helped in some special way. Let me live in your heart as well as your mind.
You can love me most by letting your love reach out to our loved ones. By embracing them and living in their love.
Love does not die, people do. So, when all that’s left of me is love, give me away as best you can.