Death and dying. We all experience it in many different ways. As a writer and creator, I’m interested in taboos. Death is no exception. What does it really mean to die? Aging happens to all living souls as part of a cycle that’s inevitable. Even if we live a full happy and healthy life, we will eventually die. Accepting death is part of life.
This morning was beautiful. 70 degrees, sun out and low humidity. I took Lyric, my dog, out for our normal walk and saw a guy with his Golden Retriever – who I’ve often seen in the neighborhood over the past 2 years I’ve lived in Leipzig. Most everyone knows their neighbors here or at least says hello. Leipzig is a fairly small urban town, it’s very green, friendly and you get to know other dog owners since we all walk the same circles. As Lyric and I were walking this morning, I noticed the Golden was lying on the grass, alert and he looked at peace. His owner had just finished his breakfast and was getting up to leave. There was a wagon with a blanket and I knew it was there for the dog. Only six months ago, I had seen the Golden walking around the neighborhood. I watched the compassion this owner had for his senior dog as he lifted all 90 pounds of him into the wagon and it filled my heart. I know soon I will no longer see the Golden with his owner and my heart breaks for them both. Love your seniors. I cannot fathom people who disregard their dogs because they can no longer walk, or no longer play like a puppy. The are loving souls to the end and should always be treated with compassion and respect as this guy had shown for his Golden. I will always be there for my dog Lyric no matter what road lies ahead. Love is eternal and I’m grateful every day for the joy Lyric brings to my life. Lyric lifts me up and I will be there one day to lift him up too.