How My Dog Became an Unexpected Source of Healing
“The place of true healing is a fierce place. It’s a giant place. It’s a place of monstrous beauty and endless dark and glimmering light.
And you have to work really, really, really hard to get there, but you can do it.” ~Cheryl Strayed My memories of my sister are much hazier than they used to be—somehow less crisp and colorful than before.
But time has a way of doing that. Images of her that used to show up in bold, bright colors in my mind’s eye have slowly faded to black and white, with various shades of gray and silver popping in from time to time, almost as if to keep me on my toes and keep her memory alive.
I can still remember her last days, the light slowly dimming from her eyes as she lay bound to her bed, no longer able to move or eat on her own, with feeding tubes in her nose and various devices surrounding her for those inevitable—and fear-gripped moments when she needed help breathing.
United States
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Cases: 46 252 513
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Cases: 34 321 025
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