Kooshdakhaa
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- Jul 12, 2011
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I have had two revelations lately.
One is in response to people who have criticized me for not loving all of my animals equally. Until recently, I had 12 animals, and eight of them were rescues. I lost a cat back in October, and my most beloved dog, Greta, on January 4.
Let me tell you that if I loved all these animals as much as I loved (love) Greta, and had to lose them one by one, which is inevitable...it would kill me. I'm not sure how well I am surviving her loss, but I know I would not survive going through her death over and over anew.
That is one revelation. There is a reason for not loving everyone the same.
The second revelation is this: I realized that I am finding comfort in reading about tragedy in the news.
Now a lot of people take that wrong. It doesn't mean I enjoy reading about tragedy. It doesn't mean I like it. It means I feel less alone. It means I don't feel singled out. For tragedy is everywhere, always.
Because when you are suffering, when you are grieving, people begin to turn away from you. So it is others who suffer who become your kindred spirits, even if you don't know them personally. They comfort you.
In my younger days I would have written a poem based on this idea. Perhaps I will.
One is in response to people who have criticized me for not loving all of my animals equally. Until recently, I had 12 animals, and eight of them were rescues. I lost a cat back in October, and my most beloved dog, Greta, on January 4.
Let me tell you that if I loved all these animals as much as I loved (love) Greta, and had to lose them one by one, which is inevitable...it would kill me. I'm not sure how well I am surviving her loss, but I know I would not survive going through her death over and over anew.
That is one revelation. There is a reason for not loving everyone the same.
The second revelation is this: I realized that I am finding comfort in reading about tragedy in the news.
Now a lot of people take that wrong. It doesn't mean I enjoy reading about tragedy. It doesn't mean I like it. It means I feel less alone. It means I don't feel singled out. For tragedy is everywhere, always.
Because when you are suffering, when you are grieving, people begin to turn away from you. So it is others who suffer who become your kindred spirits, even if you don't know them personally. They comfort you.
In my younger days I would have written a poem based on this idea. Perhaps I will.
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