THE SAME, BUT DIFFERENT
“Don’t bother” Zoonie mutters,
‘I don’t want a new sister or brother’
I’m so lost and confused,
I need my best friend’ she continues.
Feeling my heart pull and pinch,
because she doesn’t respond or flinch.
Everything was different and she knew,
a huge void in our lives was the clue.
She’d ignored her new purple friend,
as he followed every where she went.
Trudging each room, no place to just be,
she looks forlorn and pitifully at me.
Tail limply tucked down under,
you can see her sigh and wonder.
Eyebrows tightly scrunched into frown,
still searching and looking around.
Her new mate patiently waits and stares,
but you can see Zoonie doesn’t care.
Her childlike sense of wonder and awe,
is lost, she’s different than before.
The same comfy sofa and fluffy bed,
but still, she mournfully droops her head.
The day that she lost her darling sister,
nothing in the world comforts or assists her.
Her new purple unicorn is bigger than she,
I hope that they make friends eventually.
Victoria Healing ~ 6.4.2021.
The Same, but Different
Image: Zoonie with wanna be friend Cornelius, the Purple Unicorn.
It’s been a long six weeks since we lost our darling Roxy.
Roxy was more a mother than sister to Zoonie. It breaks my heart to see the sadness and confusion in Zoonie’s eyes. She is grieving for her soulmate. How do you explain to your dog that her best friend will never be coming back?
THE LAST BATTLE
If it should be that I grow frail and weak,
and pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then will you do what must be done,
‘For this ~ the last battle ~ can’t be won.
You will be sad, I understand,
But don’t let my grief, stay your hand,
For on this day, more than the rest,
Your love and friendship must stand the test.
We have had so many happy years,
You wouldn’t want me to suffer so,
When the time comes, please let me go.
Take me to where to my needs they’ll tend.
Only, stay with me till the end.
And hold me close and speak to me,
until my eyes no longer see.
I know in time, you will agree,
It is a kindness you do for me.
Although my tail, it’s last has waved,
From pain and suffering, I have been saved.
Don’t grieve that it must be you,
who has to decide this thing to do.
We’ve been so close, we two for all these years,
Don’t let your heart, hold any tears.
We are relieved that Roxy is back at home. Her sister Zoonie has a big smile on her face, wagging her tail happily, for the first time this week. I swear she knows that her sister is back here with us.
Our little gypsy princess is now sleeping peacefully, in our library, which was her favourite place.
#Euthanasia: Is the hardest decision you’ll ever have to make, but because something is hard, it doesn’t mean it’s not right. In fact, some of the most meaningful things we do in life are difficult — raising children, honouring our responsibilities, and most importantly, being with loved ones during their last moments.
Thank you Passing Paws Pet Crematorium and Dr Andrea, at Vet Visits for taking good care of our dear little girl Roxy Healing.
‘The happy memories of her life shared, are what endure’
And so this is our story about the process we went through, with the healing and grieving that led us to peace.
Happy Birthday in Heaven
It’s been thirteen long years,
since you left and went away.
I still love and think about you,
each and every day.
The love that we shared,
was an unbreakable bond.
I hold you safely in my heart,
knowing you will never be gone.
Your love, kindness and caring,
laughs, chats and sharing.
There can be no comparing.
Sadness hits me harder today,
as I remember your birth day.
“Everything is temporary, but love
outlives us all”
“Grief, I’ve learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.”― Jamie Anderson
Our grief comes in waves, as we recall our happiest days.
Zoonie wants to express our heartfelt thanks on behalf of her sister Roxy, for the sympathy you have shown towards our family during our time of loss.
Roxy fell asleep at home, in the arms of her loved ones.
Life will never be the same without Roxy.
Our hearts are broken.
We have to remember to remind ourselves that
“Whenever grief tries to steal the beauty of our memories, that our Love. Never. Dies”
We are deeply grateful to you all.
With our love and appreciation
Our beautiful Gypsy Princess
26.12.2008 ~ 16.2.2021
Forever in our hearts
A Bitter Pill
Thank you Dr Andrea: Mobile Vet Visits And Lisa at Passing Paws Pet Cremations
“Grief, I’ve learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go” ~ Jamie Anderson
On the day my Mom passed away …
I was too shocked to speak or comprehend, that my life would never be the same.
Would I ever feel that loved, protected, safe or whole again?
My world had turned upside down and stopped!
Falling into a cold, empty void of heartbreak and tears. Scrambling and searching to find a ‘safe place’ to store all of this love that I have and will always hold for my Mom. This is the life force and the pulse of my love affair in the blogosphere with “Hey Momma”
My philosophy of life is absorbed from the wisdom of my beautiful Welsh mom and from the most extraordinary love that she exuded not only to me and our family, but all whom she met.
I had promised Mom that ‘I would trace her Welsh family ancestral roots’ as a legacy addressed to our new generations, yet to come.
So, a few years ago, after I had come to terms living without her, I began to search for my Mom’s, Mom’s Mom… but that is where I came to a full stop:
‘Gwyneth Jones’ from South Wales?
W H A T!
A needle in a haystack doesn’t even begin to describe the monumental search I had in store,but I had made my Mom a promise, that I could not break.
This is where my search into the folklore, legends and history of her birthplace in Neath, South Wales began.
Each day as I’ve researched our Cymru history and culture, I find myself closer to the heart of my great Celtic Mom and all that she had stood for.
Happily, I have found her again, in the silence of sacred mountains, the wildest and deepest of valleys and in the wandering of streams, right back to the memories of my childhood trips to visit my grandparents. And so here I am today, having smuggled myself back to Wales, following in the footprints and spirit of my Mom and our home.
I have met King Arthur and his knights, warriors, goddesses, kings, queens and princesses. It has been quite an adventure! Thank you for joining me.
WHERE TO NEXT? There will be more ‘Welsh’ adventures yet to come in a few months time.
but now, for the next little while, I am going to find ‘my self’ again, getting amongst the great outdoors in the outback of this great ancient land where I live and love today, in the golden heart of Western Australia.
there is a Butterfly essence within her, do you see?
She finds her magic deep inside,
fluttering and pirouetting onwards in flight.
Petal propellers, kisses atop fragrant flowers,
her senses, enlightened, become empowered.
Hovering by on a wisp of a breeze,
is this world, all that it seems?
Bursting out of her cocoon, taking off in flight,
living all that she’d dreamed she might.
Dancing around, from flower to flower,
making the most of each and every hour.
never looking back or behind,
a flick of her wings and onwards she flies.
Victoria Healing ~ 30.7.2017
Butterfly Kisses ~ Hey Momma
Kissed by a Butterfly
…I especially adore the Butterflies.
They fascinate me with their delightful little aerodynamic agility as they flutter on by. Yesterday, a small delicate white Butterfly just landed on my cheek for a moment… and it felt just like a kiss from Heaven.
(It is said that when a butterfly passes by, it is a visit from a deceased loved one)
Butterfly symbolises to us that we should; “Lighten up” and not take everything so seriously. It is also a time for a change and to break out of the cocoon.
The butterfly is one of the most emblematic totem animals symbolising personal transformation. If you see the butterfly as your totem or spirit animal, pay attention to the areas in your life or personality that are in need of profound change or transformation.