libby’s house

By Honoring the Pets in Our Lives, We Honor Ourselves

This song has been especially resonating with me lately. Though originally by Fleetwood Mac and Stevie Nicks, I love the remake done by the Dixie Chicks.

I’ve heard the song many times, but just awhile ago it took on a new meaning for me. This line made my heart skip a beat: “I’ve been afraid of changin’ cause I build my life around you.” I couldn’t get it out of my head since then. I knew I wanted to write about what this means to me, but was not quite ready to face all the changes happening for me lately.

I’m learning to trust my intution even more as well as honor it by following through on it’s guidance. I’m also learning more to trust what I am “hearing” from Frankie. It has not been easy. But as I move through this new experience, I’m finding a new kind of comfort and peace in it all. I’ve realized some things about myself that I couldn’t face the last year, but now that they have come to light and I’ve faced them, I’m ready to keep moving forward.

Another line in the song that touches me is, “Can I handle the seasons of my life?” So often we think we can’t, but when we look back, we realize it was all divine timing, and that indeed, we could handle them.

This week I made another step in what I feel is Frankie’s evolution of change. When I began volunteering with her as a therapy dog team, we visited three facilities a month. This past summer I let the hospital go, as it was just too big for Frankie to get around anymore. Then for the past two weeks I knew I had to readjust her visits down to once a month- the thought wouldn’t let me rest, so I knew it was time.

Do I let Libby’s House or Hospice go? I was so torn. I’ve learned so much about life and have enjoyed our visits to both facilities so much. Both have changed me deeply.

It then occurred to me that I could alternate our months visiting. That felt right. But the biggest thing I realized through all of this as I carefully put an email together to the facilities, was that I still struggle with disappointing people. I prayed they would understand and that they wouldn’t be disappointed. Tears filled my eyes as I hit the send button.  But at the same time I felt this weight lift from my shoulders. I knew I was doing the right thing.

Of course, as you can imagine, both places completely understood my decision.  I was especially touched by the director of hospice as she wrote back and said, “I have admired your relationship with Frankie; your desire to honor her and provide her a graceful retirement increases my admiration.”

Frankie and our work together has been a huge part of helping me heal in many areas of my life… as well as I do believe, she has helped others heal in their own unique ways too. By honoring her moving into a new phase of her life, I’m also honoring myself and what I feel in my heart is the right thing to do.

“If you climb a mountain and you turn around, and if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills…”

Frankie has helped me to climb a mountain in so many ways. As I turn around to look at my reflection I see a new woman who has grown in ways I could have never imagined… and it continues to touch the deepest part of my soul that I learned this all from a little doxie on wheels. God has truly blessed me.

 

One of Frankie’s favorite things to do is burrow into her papa’s sweatshirt sleeve. It is a joy to watch her do this… we wait and wait and wait… till her head pops out the other end.  

And within minutes she is fast asleep.

Meet Libby- the Inspiration Behind Libby’s House, Senior Assisted Living

Frankie and I have been volunteering at Libby’s House for a little over two years now.  Each and every month we visit I leave with a renewed sense of what this thing called life is all about… and the visits remind me to enjoy each and every moment in life… especially the simple joys and moments.

Libby’s House is named after the owner, Christine Thill’s very special grandma, Libby.  Just recently at the age of 103, Libby moved into Libby’s House and there she celebrated her 104th birthday in November.

Frankie and I had the honor of meeting Libby in November and I was so touched to meet, not only someone who is 104, but someone whose spirit is still shining so brightly you just want to be around her all the time.

So Frankie and I returned for a special photo opportunity in early December to get Frankie’s photo with the very special Libby.  I felt my heart overwhelm with joy when Libby crossed her hands on her chest and said, “It was such an honor to have my photo with Frankie.”  Tears instantly pooled in my eyes because to me it was such an honor for me to have Frankie’s picture with her.


As we were leaving I picked up Frankie and held her near Libby so she could pet her again.  Libby put her hand on Frankie’s back and said, “Frankie…. love.”


It is moments like that with Libby and many others that I am so grateful for my therapy dog work with Frankie… so many blessings I have experienced.

To learn more about our visits to Libby’s House you can check out my book titled, Frankie the Walk ‘N Roll Therapy Dog Visits Libby’s House.

The Healing Work of Therapy Dogs

One of the people Frankie and I talk about in our new book is Lyla, and she is one of our favorite residents.  As I say that, all the residents really are all our favorites…  They each have something unique and special about them that is so endearing.

Lyla just turned 96 years old and every time I see her, I just want to hug her.  At our recent book launch I did find out that Lyla’s heritage is German.  She never married or had children.  My husband met her for the first time at the book launch and said, “She looks like Aunt Clara from Bewitched.”  She especially did when she put on this darling mustard wool hat to make her way back to her room.

I laughed and said, “Oh my gosh, you are right!  She does!”  Bewitched is my all time favorite shows and I have all the shows on DVD.  As hard of a time as my husband likes to give me about watching the episodes over and over again, he picked up on the Aunt Clara in Lyla that I didn’t even see.  This has made Lyla even more endearing in my eyes.

You cannot understand when Lyla talks and it sort of sounds gibberish with no rhyme or reason.  But one day as Frankie was licking and licking her hand, clear as a bell she said, “Kisses.”  I looked at Lyla, as my hand flew to my heart and said, “Lyla you just said kisses!”  She smiled and went back to her gibberish.

So you see, even though her communication is different than what we are used to, her spirit is alive and well- the healing nature of a therapy dog, like Frankie, brought out the best in her.  And the fact she said kisses really warmed my heart.  I love it when moments like this happen.

The name of Lyla is not her real name, but changed to protect her privacy.