My daughter and granddaughter came by to check on me and see how I am doing.
We did small talk and a little reminiscing about Wallie.
Taylor looked at me with such love, compassion, and empathy and asked: "What happened, Nanny?"
We did small talk and a little reminiscing about Wallie.
Taylor looked at me with such love, compassion, and empathy and asked: "What happened, Nanny?"
She listened quietly and intently to everything I said, and as I shared with her the experience I realized she truly got it. I had thought many times she is an old soul, now I know she is.
She shared her experience with Elvis a beautiful little guinea pig she got when she was around 6 or so who just recently passed away.
She told me when she realized he was dying she laid him on her chest and wrapped him in a blanket.
She said she wanted him to hear her heartbeat and feel the warmth of her body. She said she spoke to him softly and reassured him how wonderful of a pet he was and how much she loved him. She told him not to be afraid to let go and that she loved him.
I have been this way since I too was a little girl and lived in a world that people didn't get it, still don't.
It was wonderful and comforting to be in the presence of someone who felt the same way I did. I know she is an old soul because she hasn't been taught to be this way, she just is. Just as my daughter and grandsons are.
It has been wonderful to watch how this little girl processes life and her way of thinking about things that happen.
We smiled at each other and continued on with the visit about this and that just one old soul to another.
Later on that evening we brought Peter home to visit, he is a rescue that has been living at the shop. He stayed with us for a few weeks during Hurricane Harvey, but due to Wallie being sick and struggling I felt it was best to send him back.
I wasn't sure if I would bring him home permanently or not, I felt as if I was betraying Wallie.
Then around 6 pm or so I received a text with this in it from someone who had NO IDEA the struggle I was having over this but this sweet text gave me the answers to how best honor Wallie's memory.
I am grateful to be able to give Peter a loving family, surrounded by sweet little girls and a family that will love him all the days of his life.
But today I am mostly grateful for little girls with old souls.


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