Last year I took my dog into the vet, and the vet found some things she wanted to remove. A few teeth and this lump that might have been cancer on her thigh. I was very nervous. I didn't sleep the night before. I took her up to the vet but didn't want to leave her. Cosmoe's old, I wasn't sure how she was going to do with the being put under thing. So, I was scared. I called the High Priestess in my coven, because she lives not so far from my vet, and told her want was going on and asked if I could come to her house after I dropped off my dog. She said she'd be happy if I came over.
So I dropped off the dog and hung out with her and her husband. We drank coffee and talked for few hours. Her husband was significantly older than she was. He had a string of health problems, diabetes, he'd had his foot amputated. I remember him saying, "Now, when I go.." and he said what he wanted to say and began crying.
I'll always be grateful they were there for me. It was a hard day, and the days after because Cosmoe didn't have a bad reaction to the anesthesia, but she was real slow and disoriented.
I've always treasured time when them.
Her husband had a stroke last August.
When I saw them a month or so later, and I was standing there talking to him it actually took me a little while to get the fact that I couldn't understand a word coming out of his mouth. I was shocked, I didn't know it was so bad. I kind of gave him a hug (it's hard to do a full on good one when someone's in a chair) and went and found my High Priestess. I couldn't imagine what she was going through, or what it was like, to live with him and not even understand what he was saying. I gave her a hug, I'm still not sure if it was more for me or her or for both of us. I told her I had no idea, and if she ever ever needed anything I'm never more than a phone call away. I'm busy, yes, but never too busy to help her.
He passed away yesterday morning, it may have even been Friday night. We're not sure yet. That's a phone call I've been anticipating since I saw him that night. I'll miss him. I'll miss how happy he made this women I know. I'll miss walking into their home to hear a western in the back ground on the T.V. I'll miss his stories. I can still hear his voice in my head, saying, "You know.. when I was quiet a bit younger..."
I hope one day I'm so lucky as to lay down the man I love, kiss him, tell him I love him, and watch him sleep for the last time. Or on the other side, where he lays me down, tells me he loves me, and watches me sleep for the last time.
There are many incredible people in my life. I treasure you guys, and them, pretty much everyone I encounter. I hope everyone's had a great weekend.
So I dropped off the dog and hung out with her and her husband. We drank coffee and talked for few hours. Her husband was significantly older than she was. He had a string of health problems, diabetes, he'd had his foot amputated. I remember him saying, "Now, when I go.." and he said what he wanted to say and began crying.
I'll always be grateful they were there for me. It was a hard day, and the days after because Cosmoe didn't have a bad reaction to the anesthesia, but she was real slow and disoriented.
I've always treasured time when them.
Her husband had a stroke last August.
When I saw them a month or so later, and I was standing there talking to him it actually took me a little while to get the fact that I couldn't understand a word coming out of his mouth. I was shocked, I didn't know it was so bad. I kind of gave him a hug (it's hard to do a full on good one when someone's in a chair) and went and found my High Priestess. I couldn't imagine what she was going through, or what it was like, to live with him and not even understand what he was saying. I gave her a hug, I'm still not sure if it was more for me or her or for both of us. I told her I had no idea, and if she ever ever needed anything I'm never more than a phone call away. I'm busy, yes, but never too busy to help her.
He passed away yesterday morning, it may have even been Friday night. We're not sure yet. That's a phone call I've been anticipating since I saw him that night. I'll miss him. I'll miss how happy he made this women I know. I'll miss walking into their home to hear a western in the back ground on the T.V. I'll miss his stories. I can still hear his voice in my head, saying, "You know.. when I was quiet a bit younger..."
I hope one day I'm so lucky as to lay down the man I love, kiss him, tell him I love him, and watch him sleep for the last time. Or on the other side, where he lays me down, tells me he loves me, and watches me sleep for the last time.
There are many incredible people in my life. I treasure you guys, and them, pretty much everyone I encounter. I hope everyone's had a great weekend.
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