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delmorrill@hypnocenter.com
wrote...
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anonymously? No
Which area is your meta4
useful in? A Story
for Healing a Loss
Which country are you in?
USA
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THE LOST PUPPY
While you’re relaxing this
way, I’d like to tell you a story of something that
happened to me once upon a time,,, Maybe it has something
to do with your life, as well…
One time, when I went out for
a walk, I walked further than usual, into an area
I wasn’t familiar with… And I came across a puppy,
who seemed to be badly hurt.
The puppy was lying on the
edge of the sidewalk near the cross-street… It had
injured its foot in some way-- perhaps a car had struck
it, it was hard to know… But, what I did know, was
that no one seemed to be caring for that puppy…
I didn’t know who it belonged
to, so I brought it home with me… I cleaned the wound,
and put his leg in a splint using some tongue depressors
and material… I fed it water and, when it was feeling
better, some food… Each day the puppy became stronger
and stronger… He was so cute and loveable… Our family
soon became very attached to him, especially me…
After a little while he began
to move around so well that I could remove the splint
from his leg… Each day you could see the limp becoming
less and less noticeable… And soon, he was scampering
around, feeling totally well again… We enjoyed him
so much! One day when I was out on a walk, I went
into the same neighborhood that I’d wandered into
before… this time, I noticed a sign on a telephone
pole. As I passed the sign, I saw it had a picture
on it-- a picture of a puppy who was missing…
There was a telephone number,
too… It was clear that the puppy was the same as the
one that we had grown to love… I took down the number,,,
but I felt very sad, because I had a decision to make…
We’d grown so attached to that puppy, that we had
even named it… And now we had to decide what to do
with him,,, because it was clear that someone else
also loved that puppy…
Finally, I called the telephone
number from the poster, and I told the person who
answered, “I think we have your dog.” That evening
people came by,,, and with a sorrowful heart,,, I
had to turn that wonderful puppy over to its real
owners… I felt badly for several days… It was as if
we’d lost a member of our family… But, as I thought
about it more and more, I realized that the puppy
had belonged somewhere else from the very beginning…
and that he’d been brought into our lives for us to
enjoy him for a while… and that if I hadn’t found
him, our family wouldn’t have had the pleasure of
knowing him…
So he came into our lives for
a reason,,, and now it was time to let him go… He
belonged elsewhere now… He had to move on in his life,
just as I had to move on in my own life… Everyone
has their own path,,, their own path, which they must
follow--even a puppy… He had his,,, and I had mine…
He needed me to care for him for awhile,,, he needed
love, for a time… But then, when it was over, he had
to move on into a different life…
He had needed my help,,, I’d
been there for him… But if I had kept him, he would
have become a captive, because he wouldn’t have been
free to be where he belonged… Life is like that, at
times,,, People come and go in our lives… They put
love in our hearts, and caring,,, And when they leave,
we feel an ache in our hearts… People who come and
go make a difference to us… They change us in some
special way… and, hopefully, we make a difference
to them, and change them in some special way…
Copyright © 2001. Del Hunter Morrill. M.S.C.C.H.
Thanks Del
!!
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