Yesterday we said goodbye to our last living dog. The dogs were miniature schnauzers and they were my son’s dogs. We lost the first one to kidney failure during Lucas’ last year of high school and the second one three years later. They were rescue dogs. They were really timid when we got them but within the week, they had made our house their home and their huge personalities brought more joy into our home. But, it didn’t take us long to recognize that they were recovering from abuse. Little things, like the sight of the flyswatter, would send them running and yelping. So we stopped using the flyswatter.
Sas was the alpha dog and not only was she the leader of both her and Fiesty, but she also ‘self appointed’ herself to be in charge of me. She took her job seriously and would always walk in front of me to lead. It was a tough job for her because I was the leader of the household. I was the organizer, the coordinator, the confidante, the fixer, and the matriarch of my little family. I took my job seriously too. As time went on, she won. She was so adorably cute in her role that I couldn’t do otherwise.
Fiesty hadn’t been the same since Sas left this world. We thought she would take on Sas’s role in the family but she never did. She always seemed a bit sad. That’s one of the reasons I was excited and hopeful to get her out to the country. And, we did see her spirits lift when she first went into the backyard. But by the time she got here, she was mostly blind and deaf and had arthritis in her hind legs. She lasted less than six months.
Today, the house is unusually quiet. Today I opened the blinds in my office and looked outside for her. It’s strange how something can become a routine and then just completely normal in life that we do it without thinking. Today there is a gaping hole in our great room where her little fenced area used to be. My husband and I were a little surprised by our responses to her passing. Yes, we expected to be sad because she was no longer here but we didn’t expect the feelings to be so strong. And, then it hit us, we are definitely empty nesters now and while we really embrace that part of our lives; our 3rd act, we still had a little piece of the past here at home. But, yesterday changed it. There isn’t much left of the past now except our photos, our memories, and some things here st the house. So, THIS is how it feels to be truly empty nesters😊
Lucas and Melanie have great lives. Each is happy doing what they want to do in life. Brad and I hear from them often. Actually I got a call from both of them yesterday. Lucas was making jambalaya for dinner and wanted to make sure he got it right. He did. It looked delicious. Melanie was on her lunch break and wanted to check on us.
And, so, as we close this chapter of our lives and continue with our 3rd Act, we take along the fun memories of the past, the lessons learned, our new dream home in the country and we look forward to the future and making some more amazing memories with our family, our friends, our home, and our life in the country.