Nothing But Norman #63

Happy Saturday Everyone!



Right about now I am starting my vacation in Saskatchewan. Here’s to  a week of hunting with the G team. We will be having our memorial service for Norman sometime this week. Catch up with you when I get back.

This is a picture video of our hunt in Saskatchewan fall of 2010.

Norman’s been busy again at the Rainbow Bridge. Wednesday night his star shined bright as dear sweet Georgia passed over the Rainbow Bridge suddenly with no warning at all. I never got to meet Georgia as she is the dog of my best online friend. I’ve met Georgia’s mom and have a trip to Maryland planned the end of October where I was waiting to meet her furbabies. I won’t get that chance now so Norman wrap her in your paw and take her to her brother Clipper and shine down on us. When Amy told me she passed away suddenly and that her son Jake didn’t get to say goodbye as he was in school at the time my heart broke. It got me thinking again about death and which way would be the better way to go. To be able to say goodbye and prepare or to not know and have them go suddenly. I have experienced both these ways with humans. There is no easy way in death. My dad died suddenly and I didn’t get to say goodbye until he was already gone at the hospital. My mom was diagnosed with cancer and given 3 weeks to 3 months to live. She died 3 weeks later. During that time I quit work and took care of her and we talked, talked, talked and prepared. So in the end I thought that was the way to go, to be able to prepare and say goodbye. I at least could ask her questions and find out things I needed to know instead of not knowing and wondering. If it was any longer I think I would of wanted the sudden way. Nontheless it is very hard and for me I’m glad I had it each way. Godspeed Amy, Dave and Jake, until you meet again hold her close in your heart and let her memories guide you through this difficult time.

A Time for Everything
1 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
2 a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
3 a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
4 a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
5 a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
6 a time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
7 a time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
8 a time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
9 What profit hath he that worketh in that wherein he laboreth?
10 ¶ I have seen the travail, which God hath given to the sons of men to be exercised in it.
11 He hath made every thing beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end.
12 I know that there is no good in them, but for a man to rejoice, and to do good in his life.
13 And also that every man should eat and drink, and enjoy the good of all his labor, it is the gift of God.
14 I know that, whatsoever God doeth, it shall be for ever: nothing can be put to it, nor any thing taken from it: and God doeth it, that men should fear before him.
15 That which hath been is now; and that which is to be hath already been; and God requireth that which is past.
The Injustice of Life
16 ¶ And moreover I saw under the sun the place of judgment, that wickedness was there; and the place of righteousness, that iniquity was there.
17 I said in mine heart, God shall judge the righteous and the wicked: for there is a time there for every purpose and for every work.
18 I said in mine heart concerning the estate of the sons of men, that God might manifest them, and that they might see that they themselves are beasts.
19 For that which befalleth the sons of men befalleth beasts; even one thing befalleth them: as the one dieth, so dieth the other; yea, they have all one breath; so that a man hath no preeminence above a beast: for all is vanity.
20 All go unto one place; all are of the dust, and all turn to dust again.
21 Who knoweth the spirit of man that goeth upward, and the spirit of the beast that goeth downward to the earth?
22 Wherefore I perceive that there is nothing better, than that a man should rejoice in his own works; for that is his portion: for who shall bring him to see what shall be after him?



10 thoughts on “Nothing But Norman #63

  1. So sorry for your friend. Mom thinks it is best to have at least a tiny bit of time. We lost a cat suddenly, Mom went to work and got the call a couple hours later that she just squealed and was gone. It was real hard for us. Funny thing was that Mom and her had a huge snuggle fest that morning that usually never happened, but it was still not good.


  2. Thanks JoAnn. We have so many wonderful memories of our sweet Georgia and they will carry us through. But right now the house is a bit too quiet as we carry on without our girl. What a nice tribute dear friend.


  3. Oh gosh! So very sad… but what a beautiful tribute to sweet Georgia. I think a little bit of time is the best you can hope for, but either way won’t help make the outcome any easier.
    Beautiful photographs as always and I hope you are able to have a good time! All our loves,
    Hugs, Carrie and Pups x


  4. Such a touching tribute And I agree with Carrie, a little time helps but the outcome is still just a difficult. Do try to enjoy your vacation and take in the sunshine!


  5. So sorry to your friend for Georgia’s loss, it’s so sad that you won’t get to meet her, but at least Norman will. I think the bottom line is that death sucks no matter how it happens. There’s no easier way. Both of my parents died suddenly, but weird as it sounds, I did get to say goodbye to my Dad in a dream.


  6. Hi Y’all!

    Oh dear, what a beautiful dog and such an expressive face. Hope your friend and her son recoup quickly, but it is never that easy. The hole in our hearts seems to always be there, just waiting to give us that unexpected twinge.

    BrownDog’s Human


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