I've always loved the word "connection".
On October 18 Rob and I said a teary goodbye to our beloved dog Spirit after being ill for 3 months. Many in our group knew Spirit - some even referred to him as the TPW mascot. He loved people and all dogs, and being around people and just observing the world. An intrepid and adaptable traveller, he was brave, smart, loyal and yes "spirited". He cried when he met a certain someone in our group.
And I'd like to take this opportunity to thank you all for all your kind messages of support.
I've been reflecting on the nature of grief, Spirit's life, his impact and connections.
One of the many things we loved about Spirit was the way he could make a total stranger smile, and how people seemed to gravitate towards him. Even without any words, so often there was a clear connection between Spirit and another person - whether we were walking down Yonge Street or at the busy airport - where he was particularly good at easing travellers' stress, especially children. I've often said you could just see the calming effect that noticing Spirit, engaging with him had on these folks. And of course, this all made me feel good, seeing this connection.
We know that connection to others is a basic human need if not requirement and is vital to our well being. And in this challenging era of disconnection and division, belonging and connecting is out front, almost on a daily basis. I believe our TPW group provides a sense of belonging and community. Our connections to each other run deeply and sincerely, and now for many years. I, for one, am incredibly grateful.
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