Resurrection

Mason

This was holy week, for Christians and Jews.  The energy of this week was at work on many levels.  In the midst of church going, fasting, cooking, gathering and praying little miracles were happening.  Those little miracles are the true resurrection and the light.  Reminders that there is something bigger at work…always.

Little Mason.  He’s the slow one of the three dogs my friend Marlo mothers.  I don’t want to say she owns them because truth be told they actually own her.  They are children in the truest sense of the word.

Wake up one morning, and I mean early morning, to little Mason having a…something…seizure.  Off to the Animal Hospital just minutes away and they can’t seem to find anything wrong.  Take him home and a good night’s sleep turns into another…something….seizure in the later morning.  Off they go again and this time she leaves him.  It’s hard to leave a dog-child at the hospital.  A call comes to get permission to do an MRI and spinal tap.  Of course she says.  The day goes by and finally the results are…something…not all that good.  The spinal cord is being crushed by…something…the blood to his brain is…something.  And on and on in medical speak that could spin your head around.  What to do?  If we do nothing, he will live a fragile life that will degenerate into a fateful decision eventually.

Is there a chance for him, little Mason?  Say what you want about soon to be ex-husbands sometimes they react exactly the way they once would have…in a good way. There is history and shared values from all the good years.  There are means that perhaps you don’t have and a generosity born of…something.   So several hours later and many thousands of dollars later little Mason is better…much better…like not even a little slow now better.  So much better that the doctor wants to write him up in the veterinary journal and follow his progress better.

Praying that God gives you what you need can often lead you to make decisions that will do just that, give you what you need.  Thankfully Mason will be fine.  His siblings, especially Bella, will have him back in a way they’ve never known.  A painful divorce may be imminent but a reliable friendship may emerge.  And a dog mother knows like she knows that her decision was helped by her faith in doing what was needed through a gift from God.

Buona Pasqua

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  1. From Ronnie McCloskey

    What a beautiful story. Now we know what was wrong with poor Mason! So glad the outcome was good. My Easter story is a little different. I found a poor little kitty outside my house who was so beaten up and sick so of course I took him in. I had him for a little over a month and he was looking so much better but he took a turn for the worse. I unfortunately had to put him down on Friday but he was so peaceful and calm. My mother asked why I bothered to try and make him better since she thought it was obvious he wouldn’t make it. I said that even if he knew he was loved for one day then it was worth it….He was such a sweet little thing and so grateful for the sponge baths and food I gave him. Made me realize the power of touch and compassion. I told my Mom I hope if I was in such bad shape that someone would want to take care of me 🙂
    So, in the end this little guy taught me a lot about life and death and how we all hope to have someone help us when that time comes. Recently watching my friend die has made me think of this and how lucky she was to have so many people around her to help her die.
    Thanks for the real life stories Sandi…..I love them!!!!

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