Dear Laurie,

This is a feeble response to your post about your life, love and losing dear Callie.  

In the first century of my life I came to the conclusion that all life is about loss.  Yet without having any meaning for loss I experienced the unspeakable fear of losing my parents, my health, my loved pets.  I was sure I would drown in the pain, be paralized by the grief.  

Now, in the second century of my life I am even more sure that all life is about loss.  And the purpose?  Well, we all have to struggle with that question, each in our own way.

For me, personally, my purpose is to learn to let go gracefully of earthly possessions, people, pets to know that death is a beginning of the journey into eternity with God, not an end.

If I didn’t believe I would drown in the pain, be paralized by the grief.  

Yet as your loss touches me and it’s easier to say than do.


Below is the end of Laurie’s post.  

Read the whole post on Laurie’s Blog, Hibernationnow, The Best Is Yet To Be ( A True Story)
“When my children were little, in third grade and second, I surprised them with a puppy. A sweet ball of fur from the shelter, only six-weeks old. The most well-behaved dog you can imagine, demure and cuddly who wanted nothing more than to sit in my lap and sigh with contentment. Earlier this month I gave her a big tenth birthday party as I have every year, with my daughter and our friends Margaret and Christina; I even bought hats and paper plates. I took photographs of us.

It’s been only two weeks but now she is dead. I brought her in to the veterinarian because she yelped softly twice but otherwise seemed fine. I felt silly bringing her in to the veterinarian but I did anyway. He examined this perfectly looking dog and said “I feel something.” He kept her there all day for an X-ray and blood tests and I called later that afternoon for the results.

He scheduled her for surgery, the following day, she had a mass on her spleen and he would have to take her spleen out but, as he said, “dogs can live a good life without a spleen….if it wasn’t cancer.” Cancer? We brought her in to surgery and I kissed her a lot and put my arms around her and whispered secrets to her. Later that afternoon, the veterinarian called, the cancer had spread to 75 percent of her perfect tan, black and white body. He advised and we agreed that we did not want our dog to suffer. Our dog died that day. I had to tell my children and our friends, between sobs and my grief. This was my dog. I picked her out from the shelter, she was my girl. I still cry, I still think I hear her in the house, I wait for her when I unlock the door….

As you get older in life you will have experienced great joy: college and dating, relationships, marriage, children, jobs, pets. They say “the best is yet to be” but I can’t believe that. I wish I thought that there were better things ahead for me in this world but I can’t possibly imagine what they would be. I’m sure there will be moments of joy here and there, but so too, there will be more sickness and death and grief and getting older. I had the best of times, now, I just have the memories.”

5 comments on “Callie

  1. Pingback: remembories and what is to come | Phylor's Blog

  2. While this time I was able to upload your blog, my original comment has disappeared.
    It was along the times (some borrowed) that spirituality, belief in an purpose and order, and the wisdom that grows over time, while bittersweet helps give perspective the miracle of birth and the sadness of loss.

    A very fitting tribute o Callie and Laurie’s writting about her loss.


  3. This has been very hard on me.

    Hearing first from Laurie, then reading the post.

    I’ve been crying for days for her loss, and for so many of mine.

    Life is suffering
    I still search for happiness
    And treasure each find

    good to see you my dear friend.
    I know my email last night was a bit here and there. I had taken my nightly medication, and my pressure was a bit high I think. Confusion was setting in. I should have waited to write. Please, until they can get this under control, if I say anything strange, ask me what I was talking about, or just shrug and go on. : )
    having a brain disorder sucks!


  4. Happy to see you back here Judy…yes…I had written many years ago a four liner…on Death….let this place be the first place where I am sharing..indeed best is yet to be..:

    May be it’s a better
    Life after life
    Else, God shall never let
    A little child die..



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