Every year on this date, it’s a must for me to remember this lovable furry guy in the photo. Piezon changed my life and was my everything for eleven and a half years. He had such a palpable spirit and filled up the missing spaces in my life back then (he came to me in place of the children I couldn’t have). He brought along with him a lot of positive spiritual energy that manifested in so many forms. When he died, all that spirit energy seemed to go with him.
He left this earth eight years ago today. I still think of him every single day. He brought so much life to my life. I can’t even believe I’ve gone this long without him, because I didn’t know if I could. I wrote so much about him in those days of grief. The links below are not even half of what I wrote. There was also a short story published about him, which I wrote when he was alive. It’s a happy story about Piezon, a boy and me and was published in the short story anthology, Dogs and the Women Who Love Them.
The meaning of his name is explained in the first link below. The first two links are what I wrote about him the very day he died.
He taught me to live for the journey, not the destination. That is how I moved on…I’m living for the journey, until we meet again, then we’ll journey together.
I honor the loving spirit that changed my life.