Almost two years ago I met a sweet dog named Tulip at a fundraiser in my home town. It was a sleety day in March, the kind where side roads were treacherous and if you ran into a store you'd come out ten minutes later to find your car coated with a thin layer of ice. I was pretty surprised when Tulip and her owner arrived at their designated time! Tulip was sporting a colorful fleece coat and seemed to thoroughly enjoy her reiki and session with me. The connection between her and her owner was touching and they both left a huge impression on me.
Last year her owner emailed to say that Tulip had indeed made it to her next birthday. I can't remember exactly how old she was, but she was up there for sure! Today the first email I opened was from Tulips mom saying she crossed over yesterday. It included picture of Tulip taken yesterday on her walk. She was covered in her signature fleece coat, shining in the sunlight. It is a beautiful image and I wish that more people could have such an opportunity before saying goodbye. I sobbed. I sat at my computer and cried, and I'm crying even now as I tell it to you. Funny how one dog made such an impression on me. I usually don't have a lot of emotions attached to the animals or people I read, which allows me to do it without bias or judgement.
I know she made it safely to the other side and I actually think her family will process her passing with strength, love, celebration and support for each other as they find their way through the grief. I would just like to say thank you to Tulip for touching my heart and I hope she enjoys her "retirement" in the heavens.
Beside her image it says, "Her sweet heart will rest in peace."