Recently, I tried to comfort one of my god-daughters after the loss of a family pet by posting this to her Facebook page:
“When they're in your heart, they're always with you. I know because I carry a whole menagerie around with me in my heart…and some humans too. They're not heavy at all.”
I come from a pet-friendly family, well known for rescuing all kinds of animals, and as much as it hurts to lose them, it never stops us from investing our love into another animal friend. As one little ditty goes, “Love is something if you give it away, you end up having more.” Loving and being loved, even from a pet, is so good for us. It expands our light; and our hearts will expand to accommodate it all.
See the image? That's the landscape of my heart -- plenty of room!
Today, on the eve of the 19th anniversary of my grandmother’s passing, I realize that I’m still continuing my relationship with her. Sure, it’s a bit different, but she’s part of my life’s story now and there’s nothing that will change that. I still smile when I think of all laughter we shared (my grandma was a funny, fabulous lady!), and still ask her for help and support and when I need it.
I’m also still feeling the loss of a close friend whose 41st birthday is one month from today. I won’t say it “would have been” his birthday, because it’s still the anniversary of his birth, and I will still celebrate his existence and his recurring role in the TV series of my life.
So, my friends, now YOU are characters in my life story and always will be! There’s nothing you can do about it either. Even if we never speak or see each other again, even if we’re not Facebook friends and don’t exchange holiday cards, you’re in there. You’re in my story and you’re in my heart.
And I believe that one day, on the other side of this life, I’ll close the distance between myself and those who’ve crossed over before me, and we’ll pick up where we left off. We’ll continue the relationship we started, because it never really ended in the first place.