Monday, December 22, 2008

Farewell Sweet Boy: Until We Meet Again

My heart is breaking. My rescued golden retriever angel, Dylan, crossed over to Rainbow Bridge this evening around 9 pm.

We rescued 3 year old Dylan through Long Island Golden Retriever Rescue in 2001, from a family in Oceanside who could no longer care for him. When we arrived to meet him that first day, Dylan was gated in the kichen, did not know how to climb stairs or how to relieve himself on the grass. In fact when he got him home, he didn't even know how to bark!

Within a few years, he became quite ill and was diagnosed with mast cell tumor cancer. What were the chances of having three golden retrievers, from different breeders, contract a deadly form of cancer within a few years of each other? I did the "right thing" and had the tumors removed and the body treated with chemotherapy.

Thank you for being my hero, Dylan. Despite your cancer diagnosis four years ago, you stayed strong and helped me through my illness. You stood on the side of my bed and helped me get up each morning. You patiently waited at the steps so I could take it one at a time. And I knew better than to go into the pool without you by my side. You walked me to the pool's edge and watched my every movement until it was time to come out. My sweet, sweet boy. And if I swam towards the deep end, you barked until I turned around!

God brought you to us, and now you have returned to God's holy kingdom. I am positive that Prince, Casey and Kandie met you at Rainbow's Bridge...and I bet that Grandpa Bill was waiting for you with open arms.

Rest peacefully, my angel, for you fought a valiant battle all of these years. The doctor's gave you a year to live in 2004 and you beat the odds. In my heart I know you did that for me...because without you by my side...I would have been home alone during the worst phase of my illness.

You are my hero...my best friend and companion. You brought joy and unconditional love to our family. Even until the very last moment of your life, you were unselfish. You gave us a clear sign that it was time to go.

Know that your little golden sister, Goldie, has big paws to fill...but I am confident that you taught her well. And your little feline brother, Gizmo, is lost without you. He is wandering around the house looking for you. Perhaps you can send them both a sign that you are okay.

Goldie kissing her big brother, Dylan

Until we meet again at Rainbow Bridge, sleep well. For your love and devotion will stay in the hearts of our our family and friends, and those that you have touched over the years, forever. For only golden retriever's leave golden pawprints on your heart.

I love you.

Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.

There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.

There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor.

Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.

The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance.

His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again.

The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Author unknown...

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

A Chilly December Day

As I sit at my computer, I hear the familiar honking sound of geese flying overhead. Each morning and again in the early evening, a large flock of Canadian geese take the same route over our house as part of their daily ritual.

Besides the geese, there are usually two to three seagulls that also hang around, but today they are nowhere in site. It is extremely gray and there is a definite chill in the air. Heavy rain is in the forecast, so I think it is best to stay put.

I have been fighting a horrible upper respiratory infection for several weeks, and I plan on winning this one! Unfortunately, this time of year I am supposed to avoid contact with all forms of human life. But that just isn't possible. I made a promise to myself not to "kiss" anyone and try to avoid people with colds or ill-health. I will make a conscientious effort to do the right thing.

My heart is heavy today...and it is honestly affecting me. My good friend lost his Dad on Friday and today is his funeral. With all my heart, I wanted to be there, but my health will not allow it.

Frank F. Fincken Jr. was a teacher in the Clifton school system in New Jersey while I was growing up. He had a fantastic sense of humor and because he also was in charge of the AV/Media Dept., like my Dad was in the New Milford school system, we immediately connected. I never had him as a teacher personally, but I always knew Mr. F was there if I ever needed someone to talk to.

Little did I know that, years later, my best friend from college would marry Mr. Fincken's son, Frank III! It truly is a small world.

My deepest condolences to the Fincken family...keep the wonderful memories you have shared together as a family close to your heart.

Aside from my cold, I haven't felt quite right since the Reclast infusion. At times, my legs and arms just don't work. It doesn't matter if I am lying in bed or driving the car...they have a mind of their own. I get a sharp pain in the joints and bam...they go limp.

Luckily, this reaction doesn't happen at the same time. It is usually either the arms OR legs, not both. Thank goodness for small favors, eh?

I had my regular visit with my rheumy yesterday, and he didn't seem too concerned at the moment. Last month's bloodwork was status quo, but he doesn't know if my pain and symptoms are a result of my disease process or an after-effect of the Reclast. He ran several more tests, so we will wait for the results.

In the meantime, I was given a script to start physical therapy as soon as I can set it up. I need the motivation to begin exercising again, and this is the ticket!

Honestly, my life just seems to be in limbo right now. I can't say I am depressed, just not really happy. I am sort of "stuck" right now. I am not even motivated to continue with my schooling, but I must. I am so close to completion that stopping now would be just plain dumb.

I did receive notification several weeks ago that the UOM thesis review committee has granted me a Master's degree in Metaphysical Science. It took so many months to write my thesis entitled, "REINCARNATION: A JOURNEY OF ONE’S SOUL." I am so proud of myself and know, deep in my heart, that I can finish my doctoral dissertation if I set my mind to it.

Over the last few weeks, I have been part of many wonderful celebrations. My great aunt Bert turned 90, and my mom had an intimate party for her at a local restaurant in New Jersey. Friends, family and former colleagues filled the afternoon with stories and laughter.


(Pictured: Aunt Bert; My beautiful Mom Bernie and Great Aunt Bert)








Sally and I hosted 11 people for dinner at our home for Thanksgiving this year. It was only the second time that I personally cooked for this holiday, and it truly was spectacular. Loving friends and family, great food and lots of live music!!!
The turkey came out of the oven picture perfect, but it was a lot of work. I proved, once again, that despite my illness...I can overcome!!!

(Pictured: Yes that's me as the chef with my perfect bird!; A proud aunt with my handsome godson Craig.)





I had the blessed opportunity to attend an all day Reiki workshop. Since I am striving to become a true natural healer, this was another chance to fulfill another item on my list.

Becoming attuned to the Usui system of natural healing in the Usui Shiki Ryoho tradition was an extremely spiritual experience. I pray that I am given many opportunities to share my new knowledge with patients in need.

Until next time...Namaste'!


"The light in me honors the light in you."