Lessons from a Dog
My dog Angies death has reminded me just
how precious life is. As I felt her last breath on
my cheek, the grief was blinding. My God, how could
anything hurt so much. But as Im slowly
starting to see the lessons there, I am finding
both peace and purpose.
Angie has reminded me to love even more deeply
than before. Love my family, friends, and of course
my dog family. She reminded me to live in THIS
moment, to embrace all the feelings of THIS moment
joy, sadness... all of it. Just as she did.
To experience what is right here NOW, because it
will be gone and I dont want to look back and
regret that I missed it. Even those bad-breath dog
kisses. I dont even want to miss those.
I cant waste my right now
thinking about what I SHOULD be doing. What
Im doing right now, is exactly what Im
SUPPOSED to be doing. Our animals have so many
lessons for us, once we learn to listen and hear
©2014, Mary Lou
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Mary Lou St.
Lucas is a former stay-at-home mom who has
participated in custody and divorce-related support
groups. She often speaks out through impassioned
letters to local newspapers regarding issues
affecting quality of life for children and
families. She has experienced divorce, including
the heartbreaking decision to give up daily contact
with her two sons for what she believed was their
best interest at that time, as well as the societal
stigma attached to being a non-custodial mother.
She emphasizes the importance of kids having BOTH
parents in their lives on a regular basis, even if
the parents cannot or will not be married anymore.
She hopes other parents will see that there may be
alternatives to the standard custody arrangements,
depending on the individual situation. She writes
from her perspective of today instead of revisiting
and dwelling on the painful emotions of her past.
She strives to live a full life in spite of a
recent diagnosis of fibromyalgia, and believes a
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