Hey, Strangers

It’s been a while. ❤️ I guess my excuse is that so, so much has been happening that I didn’t know where to begin. I didn’t want to declare anything. I still don’t really want to go into it, so tonight I’m here to talk about grief and my recent vacation! The goings-on in my life will be a separate post in the near future.

Let’s talk about my vacation! I went to the Dominican Republic! And while it was definitely a vacation, the truth is that it was also a volunteering trip. My neighbor and friend Cindi’s brother is the founder of a rescue in the Dominican. So I spent the week with them, learning about the amazing work they do and the indescribable need down there. I could go on for days honestly.

I helped with a spay/neuter Clinic. The DR has a horrible animal overpopulation problem. Animals are mistreated in many cases because of a lack of proper information about dogs and cats. Most live in conditions we wouldn’t tolerate in the US.

The clinic was amazing. 23 animals spayed and neutered that day, all in a converted airport bus that’s now a kickass surgery center. In almost 100 degree heat. Amazing people. It was hard to choose photos so I’m posting the ones I think tell the story best.

While I was there I also got to go along on an outreach day. They go out and administer parasite and flea/tick control, triage any injuries or issues, treat minor wounds and injuries, and take the animals to the vet if they need more extensive care. The women that do outreach are just incredible. These animals get to know them. It’s really beautiful to see the connections they have made with the animals and the people in these communities.

Like I said I can go on and on. I’ve just scratched the surface! The trip changed my life. More on that in another post.

Oh one last thing: this was the view from my guest room. Can you imagine waking up to this every day?

So, grief. The point of this whole blog.

Grief SUCKS. Man, it just absolutely fucking sucks. It seems like forever and just yesterday all at once. Grief makes you burst into tears when your plane touches down in a faraway place. Grief makes you feel guilty for having a joyful moment. Grief is still 100% kicking my ass. All day, every day. I miss him. He’s gone. That will never be easy for me to swallow.

And it makes me realize that truly, all one needs in this life is to loved. To be deeply, unconditionally, unwaveringly, loved. Nothing. Not a thing in this lifetime fills a void of losing someone’s unconditional love.

I received another piece of jewelry I ordered. The silver disc has his ashes infused into it, and I wear it at my pulse point. I love it but I’m afraid I’m going to break the strings. It’s really hard to slide. My heavy heart urn necklace broke the night before this arrived. At the Miami airport of all places! When I think of my island week and all the places I could have lost it, it’s a miracle that I still have it! But the hoop thing that attaches it to the chain is worthless. I need to solder something else on it, I think.

My ash tattoo work starts May 15. I’m so eager to get started. I’ve waited so long for this. ❤️

So, that’s my readers digest catchup. There’s so much more but I’m exhausted! I promise to catch up more in the very near future.

Peace,

~ lisa

2 thoughts on “Hey, Strangers

  1. Your vacation sounds fascinating and emotional all wrapped into one. I’m glad you had a chance to get away but sorry for the sad times. Grief…..it truly sucks. Unconditional love is just that, unconditional. Forever, despite space and time and physical presence. Hugs to you!

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