Monday, August 6, 2012

For every season...

As many of you know, we were saddened to learn that we lost our pup, Kona- very unexpectedly- while we were in Italy.  Our dogs are like our children and are a very large part of our life.  We do include them in many of our activities, from afternoon walks to snuggling in bed to gifts under the Christmas tree.  Our little Kona was always a bit quirky and different to say the least, but we embraced her originality.  She was my baby girl, and I had a particular fondness for her. She was only six when she passed, and unfortunately we will never know exactly what happened and why her time with us was so short.  
After she passed, Sam and I literally cried for about three days, both mourning her death and dealing with the many feelings surrounding the situation- mostly guilt.  We were also very uneasy about the fact that we did not get to say goodbye or ease her pain. As part of the process, we both wrote goodbyes to Kona since we did not get to say goodbye in person.  I was going to simply copy those letters here, but I struggled with that knowing that these letters were so personal. 
Due to this, I have been struggling for some time on how and what to write for the post.  I knew it had to be addressed, as she was such a huge part of our life.  It has almost been a month now since her passing, and it is time. Instead I have chosen to copy the words of a song that we all know.  It popped in my head, and I started singing it randomly a few days after Kona's death.  I think there must be a reason for that. 

Turn! Turn! Turn! 

To everything- Turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven

A time to be born, a time to die
A time to plant, a time to reap
A time to kill, a time to heal
A time to laugh, a time to weep

To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven

A time to build up, a time to break down
A time to dance, a time to mourn
A time to cast away stones
A time to gather stones together

To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven

A time of war, a time of peace
A time of love, a time of hate
A time you may embrace
A time to refrain from embracing

To everything - turn, turn, turn
There is a season - turn, turn, turn
And a time for every purpose under heaven

A time to gain, a time to lose
A time to rend, a time to sew
A time to love, a time to hate
A time of peace, I swear it's not too late!









Thanks to everyone for your love and support. 

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