Friday, September 14, 2012
A Year of No Sunshine
It’s mighty cloudy around here.
I had another blog post written and ready to go when I
looked at the calendar.
I realized that the coming week includes September 18th. I know that most of you have no idea the
significance-and in all honesty, you probably don’t care. But to those of us who are part of the
immediate Nadel/Krise clan-the sheer date is bringing some mighty big lumps
into our throats and lots of tears to our eyes.
On this date a year ago, our blessed and loved lab mix
Sunshine left this earth-leaving behind six adults, two little boys and a then
8 year old tabby named Pepper in a grief so deep, that we still all feel it.
So much has happened since this horrible day last year. We sent my husband’s mother to his sister’s
neighborhood to live. My parents sold
their home of 47 years and moved into the retirement community down the street
from my sister and me. Our mom is
steadily losing her sight and sold their car.
Our dad’s memory is getting worse with every major change that’s occurred. Our son and daughter-in-law joined our
daughter and son-in-law in Arizona. My husband got a job and started it in
Arizona just last week. Our home of over
23 years has a sign denoting that’s it’s for sale.
I’ve had 3 epidurals, a double hand surgery and another one
coming up in less than 10 days. I’ve
torn my rotator cuff. My shots will now
be injected by my sister. I should be
moving soon myself.
My husband promised me that I could have a new pup when we
moved-I’ve wanted a new canine child, but it doesn’t mean I’ll miss Sunshine
any the less. A dear and close friend
lost her precious “Mac” a few days after we lost “Sunshine”-she too is feeling
that horrible pinch of grief.
We’ve lost pets before in our lives, but for some reason,
while we loved all of them fiercely, these last two created a void that neither
we nor our spouses thought possible. Was
it their sense of humor? Their innate
ability to smile? That these rescues
needed us more than their predecessors?
Or was it that we needed them more?
I can’t say for my friend-but I think that it was all of the
above and one more-It was Sunshine’s sense of knowing how much we needed
her. After her arrival on September 15,
1997 I said-no matter what the day looks like outside we will always have
Really, I should have never said something that naïve-Sunshine,
I hope you’re resting in peace my love bug and having a grand time playing with
Mac and even our wonderful Lucky and Snowy.
For now though, I’m allowing myself to miss you all over again and shed
more than a few tears.