On Friday our beloved, funny and play-filled Sam died--our black Basset Hound. Boy is our home quiet without him. He woke us at 5:30am barking until we got out of bed, crawled up on our couch and laps, participated in Basset Bashes, sniffed everything in site, howled and sang with me, and walked with Michael on the island where he had many friends who looked for him every day. Sam's antics and attitude brought laughter, play, and spontaneity into our home and community.
I am so happy that he and I played and with his brother, Shadow (Golden Retriever) on a daily basis and that he is my guide in how to grieve his loss playfully, with tears, laughter, storytelling, re-membering. My husband and I are sharing many stories of Sam and spending extra play time with Shadow.
Grief and play are not opposites. As I share a couple of Sam's stories on this video I also have tears to shed. Its raining outside and inside.
If you are grieving and need some help in finding some ways to move into your grief in a life-giving way I would be happy to help you--
http://playequalspeace.com
Thank you for sharing your feelings about your beloved Sam with us. Peace for you, and his spirit.
LifeCoachKarenM 11 months ago