Remember when you were little, and you wanted so badly to stay and watch TV, but your eyes were heavy, you fought your head against gravity to stay up? Then you couldn’t fight it anymore and you fell asleep in some odd, twisted position, without a blanket or pillow?
Your mother or father lifted you, carried you, and instinctually you wrapped your arms around, barely knowing that they were taking you somewhere more comfortable, warmer, where you could settle in for a deep, safe sleep.
Ivan says this is what it is like to be set free.
It’s good then that we can do that for them. It’s good that they feel loved and peaceful at the end.
Like my vet said to me at Abby’s final appointment (where she was still wagging her tail and eating treats) – no one wants to die scared and in pain. Wouldn’t we all want to go while we are happy and surrounded by loved ones?
Ivan knows peace now. Hope you do too.
Jackie