An Empathetic Crystal and Saying Goodbye.

“I was walking along, looking down at the ground and there was this crystal.  Looked just like a tear drop.  A teardrop from God, just for me.”  My aunt’s friend held out this crystal she had found just moments after she and her husband had to put their 16 year old dog out of her misery.

“He had to shoot her.  Not the way I would have done it, but he felt it was his obligation to her.  She just laid her head down for him when it was time and he sobbed like a child afterward.  Then we buried her out in the desert and I found this crystal.”

I told my aunt’s friend that a crystal appears when the person needs it, the crystal finds the person, not necessarily the other way around.

I looked at her crystal and recognized some properties or ‘personalities’ of the stone.  She had found an empathetic crystal, and one of its properties is to help a person suffering from grief or a loss.  I told her this and her face brightened, and she was comforted by her crystal finding her at that moment.

My aunt and her friend spent the afternoon making jewelry and turning her crystal into a necklace, and I’m sure she will be wearing it as she grieves for the passing of her four-legged loved one.

Things are a little different out here.  Life and death seem to be a part of the daily dialogue in this retirement community.  So often the conversation drifts to so-and-so and his recent heart attack or so-and-so and their trip to the hospital or so-and-so and the passing of their husband.  Death is just hanging out here in the desert as the Great Generation reaches the end of their years and exits this world.

A couple walks to Tyson Wells in Quartzsite, AZ.

A couple walks to Tyson Wells in Quartzsite, AZ.

Another friend of my aunt’s stopped by the other day and was telling us about the dog her friend brought over who needed a home.

“He’s too full of piss and vinegar,” claimed the friend.  “He is a young one and I had to take him back.  My daughter was giving me grief about getting a puppy.  She knows she’ll have to take care of him once I go.  I need an older dog whose at the end of his years like I am.”

Everyday, a little man a few doors down from my RV takes his tiny white pug out for a walk.  The dog just sort of stands there, not sure of which way to go.  He looks up at his owner, and his owner looks down at him, and they just sort of stand there for 5 or 10 minutes.  The unspoken words between the two of them speak volumes.  I happened to by walking home one day and passed them in their daily ritual.  His owner told me his companion should have died by now.  The little pup was old and suffering from congestive heart failure and totally blind. But he’s still going, and everyday they walk out of the RV and look around at the world passing them by.

I passed them this evening as I was driving down the road and he was driving out of the RV park.  The little pug was curled up on the dashboard going for a ride.  I hope they were going somewhere special and the little pup was enjoying his final days with his master.

Comments

  1. mom says

    I sometimes look around the lunch table after playing golf with my friends and it dawns on me that when (or if) I am their age, some of them will not be playing golf anymore and some of them will no longer be here. I keep that thought to myself. Kinda sad….but all the more reason to live in this moment and enjoy their company NOW. One of our league members, a very dear lady, Rachel, will be 90 in July. She is out with us in nice weather, hot weather, and cold weather, still playing a round of 18. We all marvel at her….when it is so hot we are all sweating, here comes Rachel in the clubhouse after playing looking cool, calm, and collected. She is amazing and I thank God that I have the opportunity to play with her NOW. And as you, Kelly, and I know so well………tomorrow is promised to no one. Therefore be in the present moment and live NOW. I wrote a poem years ago titled “Now Is the Only Time To Be. I’ll have to find it and keep it close at hand. And if Now is the only time to be, make sure it is a good time. Love you, miss you, see you soon. Mom

    • says

      Thanks for the comment, Mom! Sometimes being the young one at the table has its advantages and you can gather all this knowledge and wisdom and pass it along to the next generation. or simply soak up all those stories from generations past. I’d love to read the poem when I get back on the East coast! I’ll see you soon! Love you too!

  2. Pat says

    When My Alaskan fly fishing buddy suffered the loss of his eleven year old Barney Google of Fruitland, a yellow Lab retriever, the effects hung throughout the summer. Had he found a healing crystal, or been in tune with the positive message that… at a later time, when God chooses, my frind will certainly be reunited with his four legged friend…..I believe he’d have enjoyed that summer of float trips in wilderness Alaska much more.

    With regards to a puppy vs an older, mature dog??…..I can see both sides. In my own experience with our Australian sheppard, Bubz, he came into my life when he was a pup, at a time when I really neede a friend. The extra work with him was worth it.

    My wife, (of 28 years now), and I, went through a seperation of six months a couple of years ago. An employee of mine lived with these “cowboys” who performed in competition rodeos as “ropers.” When returning from an event (in AZ, come to think of it! :)
    they stopped to take a leak along the highway at midnightish. Out of the desert, with tail wagging, comes Bubba! They took him in and he ended up near Tri-Cities, WA. When I picked up my cement finisher buddy the next morning, this cutest ever pup came waddling up. His fur was so fluffy and his smile SO HUGE!!….but he had a cow turd in his mouth! Yuk~! I mentioned that was the cutest dawg ever, and they said, “Yeah, you want ‘em?”
    After a day to think about it I did indeed wanted this puppy companion in my life. He allowed a spark of hope, faith and love to remain constant in my quest to reunite with the lady who was the love of my life…..the mother of my chldren.

    Yes, you have to work harder to get through the rambunctious stages of puppyhood…..but the rewards of attachment with the most loyal dog ever are worth all the hardships…..in my humble opinion. His unconditional love shines through, even when hardships occur….much like happened between my wife and I. We reconciled and survived a long-shot opportunity to reunite a love we shared when we first became a couple. I like to give some credit for that to Bubz, because without his companionship and love during a time of need, I’m not sure my hope of reuniting with my wife would have remained so strong.

    My daily prayers played a huge roll in this good outcome, but I do thank Bubba for being there for me when I really needed a close companion to hug during a down time. Amen to that.

    • says

      Thanks for sharing such a touching and personal story! Its amazing the role our four-legged companions play in our lives and the impact they can have! Thanks so much for all your wonderful words! Take care!