TEARS FOR A BUNNY

     It was her time. I knew it. She was quieter than usual last night, her little nose not twitching like her sisters, and she didn't run to her hay. She looked tired. I knew and at the same time I didn't want to know.

By morning she was gone and had crossed rainbow bridge.


Death IS a part of life, but knowing doesn't make it any easier. Animals become our family and it is a loss when they leave us.


Angora rabbits live about six years. We have had them about four years and were not sure of their age when we got them. We already lost her sister . There are three sisters left.


We will treasure the memories and someday will have something to keep us warm from her angora, when we spin her fiber into yarn and knit something with it.


Rest in peace, Chocolate Chip Muffin.  Love you forever.

LOSS

Changes of the season are evident everywhere.

They bloom. . .  

they flower and flourish . . . 

. . . and lastly they perish 

and return to nourish the earth .

Our lives mirror the natural world. 

We have seasons too. For we are nature.

Today the skies mirrored my mood, sad and gray,

 as I learned of the death of a friend.

A friend who had a zest for life and left this world all too soon.

I just had to walk and walk. . . 

 to try and understand. 

I was numb.

 I needed nature . . . thinking of the words of John Muir:

"Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul. "

The leaves on the drive . . . 

and on the pond . . . are my tears. 

Too many to count.

We often take life for granted and every once in awhile are jolted back into reality. . .to cherish what we have and to make every single moment count. Life is too short.


She leaves a husband and three boys ages 16-5. She left this world all too soon. Perhaps the universe has another plan for her. It is hard to understand what that could be as we are all devastated knowing she is gone.

But when I think of her, I smile, and sometimes laugh, thinking of all the wild and crazy things she did, as a mom and as a woman, always with a smile, laugh and an amazing zest for life. 


I still need to walk, but my step is lighter now, realizing I have her inspiration and memories to keep in my heart forever. And it's the beauty around me that I see now, the flowers still in bloom, as our love for Heather will always be.

Rest in peace, my friend, 

and thank you for enriching our world.