Chronicles

Thoughts from Rita

On December 6, 2022, I died.  Daddy and Mommy took me to the veterinarian around 2:00 PM and I got the last, greatest shot ever.  I was diagnosed with protein losing enteropathy (PLE) back in April.  It’s an incurable disease.  We decided to go to war against this illness but in the end, it won out.  But I’m not writing this about me as much as about my eleven year life.  I was born on August 16th, 2011 in Mississippi.  Daddy and Mommy have told me many times how they met on the internet some twenty plus years ago and eventually melded into one.  And again and for me some ten years later, I also made a connection by way of the internet and as a member of a litter.  Daddy and Mommy came to see us when me, my brothers and sisters were about five weeks old.  Mommy says I would have never been a pick because of the rag on my neck or the shape of my teeth.  Daddy saw different.  They both came back and decided I was the one.  And so began our journey.  The afternoon drive from Mississippi back to my new and forever home in Tennessee was interesting.  I sat in Mommy’s lap the whole way while not having any understanding of what was beginning to unfold.  Once we arrived, everything became alright.  I sniffed and looked over the house and the yard on that cool October afternoon.  And then Daddy took me to the patio to sit in his chair and watch the sunset after he stuffed me in his coat to ward off a dropping temperature.  Like he and Mommy before, the three of us now bonded as one.  Daddy is a Leo just like me.  We thrive on the Sun, light and warmth.  And cuddling up inside Daddy’s jacket while I felt the warmth of his body and his strong heartbeat made me realize I might be somewhere special.

Mommy too, has always been special beyond explanation.  Her love for me, blue eyes, beautiful complexion, and a voice like the beauty of a Magnolia tree will always and forever remain complete.  As I sit here and channel through what else I should say, I revert back to what I said before.  This isn’t about me but my wonderful life, companionship, a stroke of unimaginable luck, enduring love and the beauty of what I gained.  Mommy and Daddy tell me I’m curious, reliant, obedient, intelligent, protective and instinctive.  And I love them for seeing so clearly, the innermost of me.  As I think about describing my life further, I’ve decided there are a few things more important.  And this seems appropriate.

“Desiderata” by Max Ehrmann

“Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence.

As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant, they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit.

If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.

Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love, for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is perennial as the grass.

Take kindly to the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.

Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world.

Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.”

Daddy tells me I am the Sun.  For me, he and Mommy are too.  So I’ll leave you with this.  Take in the warmth from every season of the year.  It is the glow and breath of life from those that you love and those that love you so dearly.  Collect your thoughts so they can be referenced when needed.  Listen to reflective and soothing music in times of despair.  And always contemplate what is truly important.  That our hearts, minds and souls are the forever vaults of love and remembrance.