Have you ever met someone - however briefly it may be - and found an instant connection to them? I have...and I was fortunate to have it happen this week - twice.
My sister played host to two beautiful young women from the Missoula Children's Theatre. Emily C. and Molly M. Two of the most warm, inviting, funny and talented young ladies I've ever met. They travel from town to town in the midwest casting, directing and presenting plays using the local talented children.
They rolled in to town on Sunday (last week), started casting the play at 11:00am on Monday and had two performances: one Friday evening the other on Saturday afternoon. WOW!!
I was lucky enough to spend some time with them on Tuesday night when we went out for dinner. I learned that Emily is from Massachussetts and Molly is from Los Angeles. I wouldn't have guessed that they were from larger cities. They were so earthy, polite, funny and engaging. They spoke of their love for live theatre and the process of auditioning that brought them to the Missoula Children's Theatre - and ultimately Jamestown ND. Quite the story these girls had and it was fun listening to them. I'd have to say that they are quite adventurous to be traveling the upper midwest all by themselves, staying with strange people (no, I am NOT saying my sister is strange - although she DOES have her moments from time to time!) every week and dealing with young people. Quite gutsy and only indivuals with a lot of confidence in themselves and their talent would rise to the challenge. They both have what it takes! When they make it in the big time, I'll be proud to say "I knew them when..." :)
I'll probably never ever see these young ladies again in my lifetime. But for the time we spent together last Sunday, Tuesday and today...the connection was instaneous and lifelong.
Safe journeys ladies!
Namaste'
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Sunday, July 24, 2011
It's Pretty Quiet Around Here
You do not realize how much pets add to your life until they are no longer part of your life. This is my first blog post since the death of my "little B"....my cat, Boris, who passed away on July 11th, at 4am in the morning.
It's taken me all this time to come to grips with losing the little guy and I'm finally able to pay him tribute without breaking down and sobbing.
His death was sudden and traumatic death in that he was fine around 6:30pm after I gave him his insulin shot, but he took a turn for the worst around 8:30pm - crying out in pain and having seizures. I won't go in to details as I really do not want to relive them...they're too painful. I'll just say that I've only experienced that type of pain and helplessness once before in my life...and this was just as traumatic to my heart as the previous time.
We don't have children, so all the love we possessed was given to this wonderful "little B." B is for Boris..yes...but I called him "little B" because he was my little boy. He gave his love to me unconditionally - as long as I kept his food dish full. :) If it was empty, well...all bets were off. He had this uncanny knack for knowing my moods. He'd crawl up in to my lap and cuddle with me when I was blue. He'd chase me around the house growling (yes, growling) with his tail all fluffy and bushy. He'd test my patience by ruffling papers with his paws....right up to the point where I got up off of my chair...then he'd terrorize the house by running full speed a head until I sat back in the chair. (Then he'd repeat the process all over again).
I took his death hard, but my hubster has been devastated. Boris was there for T when I was off teaching yoga or hitting the gym. They spent their lunch hours together snoozing in the recliner and Boris liked to give me "attitude" when I tried to horn in on their bonding time.
Yes, it's pretty quiet around here. No one to wake us up with a paw in the face to remind us its feeding time. No little B to meet us at the door when we come home, and no little B to fill our world with his meows to let us know he loved us.
A dear friend sent me this beautiful saying. I'm holding on to the thought that one day I will once again see my "Lil B".
There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth. It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of its many colors. Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge there is a land of meadows, hills and valleys with lush green grass.
When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place. There is always food and water and warm spring weather. The old and frail animals are young again. Those who are maimed are made whole again. They play with each other.
There is only one thing missing. They are not with their special person who loved them on earth.
So, each day they run and play until the day comes when one suddenly stops playing and looks up! The nose twitches! The ears are up! The eyes are staring! And this one suddenly runs from the group!
You have been seen, and when you and your special friend meet, you take him in your arms and embrace. Your face is kissed again and again and again, and you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet.
Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be separated.
It's taken me all this time to come to grips with losing the little guy and I'm finally able to pay him tribute without breaking down and sobbing.
His death was sudden and traumatic death in that he was fine around 6:30pm after I gave him his insulin shot, but he took a turn for the worst around 8:30pm - crying out in pain and having seizures. I won't go in to details as I really do not want to relive them...they're too painful. I'll just say that I've only experienced that type of pain and helplessness once before in my life...and this was just as traumatic to my heart as the previous time.
We don't have children, so all the love we possessed was given to this wonderful "little B." B is for Boris..yes...but I called him "little B" because he was my little boy. He gave his love to me unconditionally - as long as I kept his food dish full. :) If it was empty, well...all bets were off. He had this uncanny knack for knowing my moods. He'd crawl up in to my lap and cuddle with me when I was blue. He'd chase me around the house growling (yes, growling) with his tail all fluffy and bushy. He'd test my patience by ruffling papers with his paws....right up to the point where I got up off of my chair...then he'd terrorize the house by running full speed a head until I sat back in the chair. (Then he'd repeat the process all over again).
I took his death hard, but my hubster has been devastated. Boris was there for T when I was off teaching yoga or hitting the gym. They spent their lunch hours together snoozing in the recliner and Boris liked to give me "attitude" when I tried to horn in on their bonding time.
Yes, it's pretty quiet around here. No one to wake us up with a paw in the face to remind us its feeding time. No little B to meet us at the door when we come home, and no little B to fill our world with his meows to let us know he loved us.
A dear friend sent me this beautiful saying. I'm holding on to the thought that one day I will once again see my "Lil B".
The Rainbow Bridge
There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth. It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of its many colors. Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge there is a land of meadows, hills and valleys with lush green grass.
When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place. There is always food and water and warm spring weather. The old and frail animals are young again. Those who are maimed are made whole again. They play with each other.
There is only one thing missing. They are not with their special person who loved them on earth.
So, each day they run and play until the day comes when one suddenly stops playing and looks up! The nose twitches! The ears are up! The eyes are staring! And this one suddenly runs from the group!
You have been seen, and when you and your special friend meet, you take him in your arms and embrace. Your face is kissed again and again and again, and you look once more into the eyes of your trusting pet.
Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together, never again to be separated.
You will always be in my heart!
I love you Lil B!
1998 - 2011
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