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Tiny Tips Tuesday: Permission To Rest

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Dear Friend,

Recently I was given permission by two people I trust – my GP and my therapist – to stop everything and rest until I feel better. No matter how long it takes.

— Don’t they understand I have things to do? Can’t they see my giant to do list? And on and on….

The irony is not lost on me.

Obviously we teach what we need to learn. Over and over again. No matter how long it takes.

So I wanted to offer that same permission to you. To rest until you feel better. No matter how long it takes. Because you might need it – the permission and the rest.

Like I do.

Wishing you a peace-filled and restful week.

xo,
Tami

PS – if someone you know is having a hard time and would benefit from rest, please forward this message to them.

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Matt the Cat

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rest in peace

Our cat, Matt, died yesterday.

He was 11 years old. We’re not sure why he died, but we are totally gutted by it. Losing a pet unexpectedly is about as much fun as you’d expect it to be.

His brother, Ian is still meowing a lot (very unlike him – his nickname is Roberto Silencio) and looking around smelling everything.

I think he’s looking for Matt.

Right now, he’s hanging out by the kitty door. We think he’s waiting to see if he can catch him.

Matt’s never missed a meal.

Until now.

Today when I went to work I wasn’t sure what to expect.

I feared people wouldn’t understand how I was feeling.

I was afraid I’d get the dreaded, “He was just a cat.”

It took about 3 steps into the staff room before I was bawling my eyes out telling everyone who was there what happened. Immediately I was surrounded by friends offering hugs, condolences and sharing their sad pet stories. {I have the best co-workers}

Later I shared my sad news with my class and in their own third grade way, helped me deal with my sadness. They wanted to know all about him and have a chance to then talk about their sad pet stories. {big hugs to my little co-workers too – love them}

So my wonderful friends and readers, this is how my week has been.

And I’ve got a spring cold. Or the worst allergies known to mankind.

Since I’m here, does anyone have any words of wisdom on grief?

Anyone have any experience with animal grief?

Ideas to help Ian?