Weeping weekend

I’ve neglected this blog. Not because I’ve lost interest, I’ve just been very busy with life in a new city – I’ve been in Johannesburg for 7 months, is that still new? 
Work, life and love have consumed my life and I cannot remember the last time I had time to myself to write or read other blogs. 
Today time stands still, I don’t care about having time to work or fulfill other obligations and commitments. 
This weekend I lost a family member. My dog, Macy. She’s been in my life for 15 years. That is more than half my life and I’m taking this time to reflect and grieve. 
I have never weeped like I’ve weeped this weekend. 
On Saturday morning, 16 July 2016, I arrived in Durban. Two hours later, Macy was unable to move or walk. I sat with her for an hour and a half, not wanting to move her as she’s old and fragile. I wanted her to get her strength back and I’d sit with her until she did. She looked at me with her sad brown eyes and moaned. It was the most heart wrenching noise and I knew something was not right…. 
I had to say my goodbyes to her at the vet. I cried and cried and cried and then I kissed her and put my head on her little body and cried more. 
Honestly, on the way to the vet, I thought she’d come back home with me. 
I know she was old and her time was coming but I never expected it. 

My mom says she waited for me to come back to Durban so I could say goodbye. That’s sentimental bullshit but I believe it. 

5 May 2001 – 16 July 2016 

RIP my sweet, sweet girl. 


Dogs are family. 
Dogs are blessings. 

 

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