My little red tether is my anchor in running with my friends. A beautiful guide dog has been my tether/anchor in mobility and independence for 17 years: 1. Pantera 2. Cricket, and now my beautiful 3. Georgina (Georgie). A life of family and friends is my joy and anchor in life.

The human spirit is stronger than anything that can happen to it. CC Scott

Friday, January 7, 2011


You will usually find Cricket on her bed in our bedroom when we are home.
Inside the dog shower used to be her very favorite place.  Then, Missy the pug died and she seemed to stay away.  We put a new bed in and still she has not gone  in her past favorite place for almost three months.  It has been empty.
I added her fleece blanket in there to see if that would help her want to return to this area.  I love having her here as its close to my computer and a room I am in often when I'm home.  This morning, I realized she was back in her little cave. 
Grief is such a journey. 

As Shakespeare said,

What wound ever did heal but by degrees? 

Within each of us is the capacity to heal,
and in any given moment we do the best that we can.


Myrna R. said...

So true, we heal by degrees. So much of life is about grieving, letting go, accepting.

Glad Cricket is back to her favorite sleep corner.

Lucent Imagery said...

Oh Cricket girl my heart melts for you. I hope you get to meet my dog one day. xx

jennohara said...

She's so sweet. I'm glad she's back to her spot. She looks so sad in the last picture. :(

Thanks for all of the kind comments while we were away. We had a positive trip.

Grandma & Grandpa said...

What a terrific example of grief healing in small steps! Thanks for your ever helpful insights, Becky!

Lauren and Don said...

That is such a sweet message :)