March 27, 2017 (day 27)
“To everything, turn, turn, turn…and a time to every purpose under heaven.”
We lost sweet Mocha today and I’m not up for much typing. I didn’t even want her, I wanted one of her puppies and as proven well, I don’t always know what I need. Such an amazing run we’ve had. I know friends and family have been through this, so I can do this too…and the clock feels rather insignificant tonight and there are big waves…
What I am so PROFOUNDLY aware of is the beautiful ripple that extended out from her that has impacted my life significantly. Pretty amazing for a street smart mama dog tied to a tree in January in Atlantic County, NJ keeping her litter warm and dry. We have walked endless miles, with such good souls. Visited pigs and ducks and generous hosts who would have us in their homes and yards and intersecting spots on the street.
I do need to say that as the vet gave me a few moments with her, (we always have on the classical music channel for background noise ) I looked up and it was the London Symphony Orchestra playing “Cherubin”. (Plural for angels) And boy did I need that wink.
And tonight words feel insufficient. My heart is bigger and wider and kinder for our time together. And the words I will miss saying the most are “I’ll be back”, because I would and she was always waiting. I’d say them and she’d hop into the window seat in MD or on the sofa here in A909. What I didn’t realize was that she was saying it too. Because we were there for each other. She got me to many angels on my path, and hers came for her today.