Forgetting Mia

We’ve now had our weimardoodle puppy, Harper, for five weeks. She’s etched herself into our hearts. We’ve experienced our first trauma together.

After three visits to the vet, a cone, and misery, Harper was diagnosed with Puppy Strangles. It’s a relatively rare autoimmune condition that can get much more serious if not caught early.

I think the whole thing has bonded, myself, and Harper more strongly. With the right diagnosis and medicine, she’s already on the mend.

It’s brought to mind Mia – our 16-year-old we lost in January. We went through many traumas together in her long life. I believe that played a huge part in bond we eventually developed and the pain involved in losing her.

Those 16 wonderful years are filled with amazing memories. But, the reality of daily life is that it goes on. Even cherished memories with loved ones pass into the dim mists of time when compared to the vibrancy of the present.

A puppy is as present as it gets. They engage your time, energy, and attention. They add to that sense of being in the now.

I’ve learned in this process that I did have enough love for Mia’s memory and for Harper. The two complement each. They don’t conflict.

Now is now, though, and then is then. It’s part of the human experience. It happens with loss and change and the passage of time. There’s little we can do about it.

I’m concerned, though. Mia was an amazing companion. I’m not ready for her memory to slip away and become obscured by the power of now.

I am ready to make peace with the fact we have experiences and we have memories. Our experiences eventually become memories.

If we had only to rely on out faulty memories. We’d be sunk. Fortunately, Mia became part of who I am. It’s made me a better puppy dad this time, a better grandfather, and more perspective on the cycle of life. Mia can never leave or be forgotten because she lives on in me. That’s comfort.

So I throw myself into the burning fire of the present and into building a new bond with this new puppy., knowing that as we go, she becomes part of me too.

Just in case no one else has reminded you today, you are awesome!

Ray

The Love of a Good Dog

The love of a good dog is forever. In January as some of you will recall, we lost our 16 year old lab Mia. Mia was my constant side kick for a decade and a half and a beloved part of our family..

I worked at home for most of those years and we spent every day together. The thought of another dog has not been something we were entertaining…at least not yet. Losing Mia was devastating. I wasn’t sure I was ready to give that much love to another dog.

For my birthday, my wife and daughter surprised me with the gift of a new puppy. I was thrilled, shocked, and have wondered how I’ll be with this new dog? How will we make her life unique and not constantly living in Mia’s shadow?

We’ve waited more than a month . This Saturday we finally get to bring Harper home. She’s a weimardoodle.

I still don’t have answers to my questions about how Harper will make her way into our heart, as Mia did. There is no replacing Mia or the flood of happy memories she left in her wake.

However, i know this. We are,, I am ready to make new memories with this beautiful little girl. Fifteen years from now, I know she too will have contributed to the richness of our lives.

Just in case no one else has reminded you today, you are awesone!

Ray