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Monday – reflection



I came home from church yesterday to find out that Keeper had gone missing.  She had slipped out the door before my husband could close it. He tried to follow her, but in his weakened condition, she proved to be more determined then he, and for his efforts he landed on the curb while she ran merrily on her way.  Of course, new to the area, she got lost.

As fate would have it, I had gone out without my cell.  He had no way to reach me, I was doing errands on my way back  home.  In brief, I was devastated, crushed beyond measure, every death in the last year, every parting that have visited my life this year, came crashing down on me.  The damn opened and I have never in my life known such emotional ripping apart of my “soul”  I cried, screamed, wailed, I scared myself.  Never in my life have I had such immediate pain and felt so ripped apart.

All I could think of was NOTHING, the grieving in my total being had taken over and all I could do was allow the emotions to express themselves.  Prayer, Pray Pray, Pray… in the  quiet spaces before the wailing began again & again, I called the church, the Humane Society, the Police…. my common sense prevailed, I did not use 911.. but called their main number.  my voice cracked I could barely speak my vocal chords were in shock, I’m sure.

Keeper is home.  Someone called animal control, they came brought her back to the shelter, checked her microchip, called the breeders*, who like knights in shining armour from days of old, jumped into their car and did their best not to speed into the city.  They  got the call at 3:15 or so,  the shelter closed at 4 pm.

It was a harrowing day, Keeper and I were in bed very early,  we slept till this morning, glued together in relief.  Poor Velcro, didn’t know what was happening around him, he is such a patient, and caring soul. The dogs commiserated happily when they met up.  Big brother was welcoming to his delinquent sister, he didn’t scold for the anxiety she unwittingly caused, in all four of her humans.

I don’t know why it was deemed necessary that I experience such a torrent of emotions, but… it did certainly allow for an emptying of any and all emotions I may have been holding back.  Life IS.

I am so grateful and thankful for the kindness of the strangers, that due to their caring  and good intentions, made the choices that brought Keeper home.

PL Precept #18  Each moment is a Turning Point



*Hounds of Freckashpeng


Comments on: "Monday – reflection" (15)

  1. You must have needed some release of all you are holding onto at the moment

  2. Moz Loordes said:

    I’ve found to my own cost that much as you would like to keep calm in life, if you repress things, they come out like you’ve described. I wish I could tell you how to witness events and not react but as I have nowhere near mastered the art, I have nothing useful to tell you. Apart from a great big ole HHHUUUGGGG ❤

  3. amplitudejoy said:

    Ohhhhh what an ordeal Dymoon. And what a release of emotions. I thank God for the peace and the bonding that you are enjoying today and for the rest of the many years that Keeper will be with you. You have a complete little family now, and a fresh start.

  4. Oh Dymoon, I am so sorry you had to experience this and Brian must have been so distraught. I am glad that the little rapscallion is back home. Wow! What a day! I expect your dam needed to burst. God bless.

  5. What you shared Dymoon resonated with me so much – I understand. I’m so relieved you got Keeper back and all is well! God must have known this was just one more thing beyond your being able to handle. Lots of love and hugs to you friend.

  6. Unless we endure certain experiences in life we would have no idea what they were really like. Good or bad, whatever they may be, we are better for having them, as long as we understand the lesson(s) behind the occurrence. Furthermore, grow from the experience and move forward by examining your reactions.

    A wonderful story, thanks for sharing

  7. Marie-Claude Rouleau Ono said:

    Dear Dymoon,
    I understand the fear and the total feeling of no control. I am so happy that Keeper found her way home to a welcoming home.

  8. Clearly, ‘the straw that broke the camel’s back’ allowed you to release so much of what you had been holding. I’m a big believer in purging emotions, the relief leaves one exhausted to reset and renew. Glad the story ended well.

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