Today would have been my beloved dog’s second birthday. He was hit by a logging truck on Oct. 6, 2022 due to human negligence. His death left a hole in my heart. I wrote the following piece for a presentation at my library called My Story.
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Ode to Melfi
It has been five weeks since my 16 month old dog Melfi was suddenly hit by a truck.
He hasn’t come back to me, even though I’ve wanted him to, if only in spirit.
I heard that sometimes animals and other loved ones come back after their passing. I’ve shooed away other spirits when I’ve felt scared, but I wanted Melfi.
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He’s supposed to be here.
That’s what I keep thinking.
He’s supposed to be under the covers right now. He likes to go under the covers, over the covers, under the covers, over the covers. He woke me up many nights, but I would do anything to have that back. I would do anything to hear his grunts again, to feel his head perched on my neck, to see him curled in a ball and his big eyes looking up at me.
He was our dog, Melfi. Our 16 month old German Shorthair Pointer that was run over by a truck last Thursday. He died instantly. It wasn’t supposed to happen. I can’t help feeling like he’s supposed to be here.
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How did it happen
that I bought a kitten for my mother for Mother’s Day, and she loved the cat, but my step-father gave good reasons why it was a bad idea. My parents had all the cat stuff still in the house, one and a half years after their old cat passed away after 17 years.
How did it happen
that I meant well, but now I have a kitten because the sellers wouldn’t take her back. “Lol. You can put an ad on craigslist” was their text. More
The Gift of Forgiveness
There was a period where I dreaded Thanksgiving, the way I dreaded the last three Thanksgivings, and thought about how I could get away. I had accumulated hurts that ran deeper with each passing year, topics I wrote about in a blog post here. Thinking of how to avoid going to Thanksgiving dinner, I fantasized about the time I worked last year, but the reality is I don’t have a job right now. Going away with my parents, with whom I re-united five months ago after a ten year hiatus, was a possibility, but being in a remote cabin with them for four days would have posed its own challenges. More