Sunday Meditations by JB Minton "On the Love & Loss of a Beloved Pet"

This show is going to be tough…

I hope it doesn’t bring you down.

I hope it lifts you.

I was lifted doing it.

In possibly the most narcissistic action I’ve taken in my life, I sought my own words from the past as comfort during this grieving process of losing our beloved dog Cora. I haven’t read this essay since I wrote it after our Boxer dog Louie (pictured below) passed away unexpectedly after a painful tumor burst in his gut, ending his quality of life.

And though I hadn’t read these in nearly three years, they were an instant comfort when I read them out loud for this Sunday’s Meditation.

They were written in a raw moment and convey a universal truth about love and loss that bled through me with the support of all my will. Something moved through me when I wrote this essay. And there is a magic in these words that would have healed my suffering regardless of who wrote them. It just happened to be me, and I just happened to know where to find them when I needed them most.

Because I took the time to write that shit down and shape it like art.

This is a sermon about love and loss, but this time it’s not about a movie; I’m giving you a critical analysis and appreciation for something that poured out of me like a tropical storm in Florida.

I hope you enjoy. I truly appreciate you taking the time to read and listen to the words I've put together for you.

I will miss sweet Cora. The dog had no quit in here. She endured more daily pain that any creature I've known. And still she faced life down with dignity and strength she maintained until her final moment.

Below, you’ll find the essay I read from during this Sunday Meditation. Thank you for reading. Please share with other intelligent people and consider a paid annual subscription as a form of support.

JB

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