The Rainbow Bridge?

Most of us know about The Rainbow Bridge.  That sweet, grass-fielded, under-the-rainbow, land our pets are playfully waiting to greet us some day.  I have read it many times, and find it sweet – but not so comforting.  My beautiful, mama’s boy, Mac left the earth last week very unexpectedly.

Some have said, “he’s waiting at the bridge with Chapin, Olive, Schlappie”, and many others.  I don’t want him there, I want him here.  We try to comfort and understand one another with well-intended words, “he’s in a better place.”  WHAT?!?!?!  A better place?  I don’t think there’s a better place than here with his family living well beyond his 2.5 years of life.

I know it’s not meant to be literal, and if they are suffering, when it’s right, we need to release them to that “better place.”  However, I have learned a lot through all of this about how we deal with death.  Not from the spiritual aspect but from the still-on-the-earth aspect.   Not so good.  Others want you to move on and say you’re ok, because then it’s not so uncomfortable.  Guilty?  Guilty.

So, if you know me and see me, ask about Mac.  We don’t need to talk about how he died or try to figure out why.  Let’s talk about what I loved about him.  I love to talk about him even if it brings a tear to my eye.   I don’t choose to see Mac doing his goofy four-legged frolic in some never-never-land, he’s just in the “other room.”  A good friend sent me this (thanks, Susan).  For now, it works for me.  Perhaps, it will work for you.

Death Is Nothing At All

By the way. . .Mac is in great company – THE BEST!