“He died that day because his body had served its purpose. His soul had done what it came to do, learned what it came to learn, and then was free to leave.”
― Garth Stein, The Art of Racing in the Rain
It’s been especially quiet in Hibdonville today–the three of us are hanging close and resting.
Parts of yesterday are a blur but this orchid remains a powerful reminder of an important part of the day.
We’d been watching this flower start its blooming process for weeks. For days, this flower looked like it would explode. Early yesterday morning it did exactly that!
While I was marveling at the vibrant colors, my heart skipped a little beat. I knew at that moment Duffy, in typical Prince of Royal Court fashion, sent that burst of energy to us.
Duffy was telling Michael and I he was waiting for Ruby. It was time for us to get ready for a very different walk.
Duffy and Ruby had always waited for each other during our walks. As we leashed everyone up, Duffy would be nipping at Ruby’s legs, trying to speed her up and Ruby would be waiting for Duffy at each and every corner because Duffy had only one walking speed–slow.
It was such warm and comforting memory on this dark and gloomy day. Sometimes God works in very subtle ways.
“You will lose someone you can’t live without, and your heart will be badly broken, and the bad news is that you never completely get over the loss of your beloved. But this is also the good news. They live forever in your broken heart that doesn’t seal back up. And you come through. It’s like having a broken leg that never heals perfectly—that still hurts when the weather gets cold, but you learn to dance with the limp.”
I am…
B…simply being.
~Peace~
B...simply being... 