i have been blessed by being spared from mourning for most of my life. my companion for the good part of a decade and a half just passed this morning, my jack russell terrier. she had an awful bark, and for the first 14 years you would had to have a pocket full of lucky stars to sneak into our perimeter without her voice-box ringing the alarm. on the flip-side, she was the biggest small spooner i have ever known. sneaky, Sophie was the sneakiest. she was quite the people watcher. she had the gift of looking into your eyes and syncing; downloading your current status, and usually resulting with a foot lick (like if i had just come in from a run) or jumping out of her bed onto your couch after a busy day.
she's gone, buried but never forgotten. who would have thought 3 months ago would hold the last of our moments together...
the mortality of life on earth rings louder and reverberates this question: 'what will be gone tomorrow?'
to me, words like embrace, live, grace, love, serve, and believe stomp down this question, and tells it to 'quit your sniveling and get a life*' (of course in the most polite of ways).
*also stated on my 7th grade No Fear tee shirt.
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