07/08/2021
Recently, after sharing that I was a Pet Chaplain, I had someone respond, "Is that really a thing? Why would someone need to grieve over a pet?" Broke my heart. I did ask this person if they had owned pets and the answer was yes, but we just moved on.
For me, I have had several pets. As a pet guardian, I find it very difficult to just move on. Each one, deeply rooted into my life, giving of themselves so much in companionship, life lessons and love. Lots and lots of love. When one of my beloveds pass, I am left devastated and grieve deeply in the emptiness and loss. At the time, I vow never to get that attached again. And yet, another babe shows up to adopt me and I willingly accept.
I was sad about this person's response. First, I believe grief is healthy. It hurts like hell, like a knife piercing the heart. But without grief there would have been no love. I would rather choose love. My pets are way more than just something there, something to feed, something to endure. I get deeply attached. Second, I do move on but a part of me has left with my companion. I will always grieve a little when I think of them. That's the way of pet loss and grief. Grief is normal and healing.
I choose not to just move on. I'm going to embrace memories, I'm going to talk of the stories, I'm going to remember. Yes, I am a Pet Chaplain. Yes, it is a thing. Yes, I deeply care for animals and I deeply care for each pet guardian. And yes, I do believe that every single one of them is waiting until we reach the bridge. Then we will cross together. United again in God's created kingdom for all time.
Until then, I will have more that want to adopt me. I'm okay with that.