FROM THE EDITOR'S PEN /
My New Heart/
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My new heart arrived on April seventh at 1:35 pm. I picked
it up at American Airlines cargo office and have yet to put
it down. Last year, after Hurricane Wilma struck my town, I
lost my companion of
eighteen years. I really wasn’t sure if
I was ever going to be able to accept another one in his
place, but my compatriots, Steven, Rick and Nancy knew
better. They were responsible for the above-mentioned
airport rendezvous a week ago Friday and I don’t know how I
can ever thank them.
My new heart weighs about 5 pounds, is brown and fuzzy and
wiggles a lot. He arrived in the form of a four month old
puppy. I quickly came to a few realizations. The first is
that Mother Nature is very wise, indeed. From the minute I
meet my new companion, I was addicted to him and wanted to
keep him happy and safe. I’m quite sure that this is
nature’s way of making sure that her smallest and most
vulnerable creatures are protected, by making them
extraordinarily lovable. The second thing I realized is
that my new puppy Morris, did not replace my cat, Dashell
and in fact, because I am able to feel this way again, so many
of my good memories of Dash that I had not wanted to think
about these past months, are now quite pleasantly coming to
mind. And as a caregiver, I think that is another very
good realization. Now if you will excuse me, it’s time for my
new heart to take me for a walk.
Gary Barg
Editor-in-Chief
gary@caregiver.com
