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My daughter’s cat; my daughter’s Facebook
words:
“Rest in peace Sophie. Sweetest cat I've ever known. Very sad day. She will be dearly missed.”
We never expected to lose Sophie
this past week. Her death brought
us closer to Mystery and reminded us control is an illusion and change is
inevitable. She was thirteen years
old and was treated a couple of months ago for a lame front leg that got better
overnight. The lameness suddenly
returned, much worse, now in her opposite leg. Treatment was ineffective and the next day she was still in
major distress. The vet suggested
it might be best to put her down.
So we took her in and mercifully she was put out of her misery while we
stood by her.
I had suggested to my daughter
that we could bring her back home with us for burial but she was reluctant
until the vet mentioned home burial was one of our options. I thought Sophie would also have wanted
to come back with us.
Clearing a spot for her burial,
digging a deep enough hole, sawing away large underground roots from nearby
bushes was hard work. But when I
watched my daughter gently wrap Sophie in the cream colored sheet, carry her to
the grave, and nestle her in, I knew it was the right thing to do. She put colorful flowers upon the
sheet, and sprinkled some of Sophie’s late buddy Ben’s ashes around her and
then lit some sage. That little
ceremony reclaimed our connection to Sophie and Ben and all things beyond. Life and death are so
inextricably linked.
What if we could always reclaim the life and death link to
everyone and everything?
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