I didn't want to make an update like this. After about 50 hours of the best care we could provide, we lost two of our little beanie babies. I don't want to give details. We absolutely did the best we could, and we LOVED them. We gave Navy (bean) Fussy-pants, and Pinto, the most thoughtful burial that we could. Wrapped in a soft pink towel, and put in a small gift bag, we laid them to rest together under the shade of some coastal greenery, as were visiting family there. Yes, we had packed our supplies like any good mommy would. We stopped on our travels, to feed, like as if we had a human infant. We did our best.
The two that are left, Chickpea and Splitpea, happen to have been the smallest, very similar in coloring. They cling to each other, when not being fed or tended to by their poor substitute but loving human mother(s). We are about 96 hours into trying to be surrogate mothers for our little beanie babies and we are hopeful. At last feeding, they were feisty, but it remains a very delicate situation.
(For background, read what I didn't want to deal with, and the beanie baby update.)
The way they cling to one another, and draw comfort in their togetherness reminds me of the human journey. It echoes of a lesson that I learned many years ago, which helps me deal with loss.
I have learned that when we lose a loved one, the hole is simply not filled by anyone else. The hole is always there, but when we are open in heart and mind, we can find new comfort, new love, new hope, in the arms of someone else who has open arms for who we are. Those that are living, may cling to one another, for warmth, comfort and security. Tis God's design I truly believe.
May we grieve when we suffer loss, commit to God what was his, has always been his, and then find encouragement as we cling to our Savior whose love is unmatched, as well as those people in our lives who know us, and hold their arms open to the essence who we are. May our arms be ready to receive, as Chickpea and Splitpea are.
We are enjoying the here and now, while looking toward eternity.
...me and my house, we will serve the Lord.
I press toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.
Grandma Mary Martha💖