By Dana Lovell, Minnesota
My quiet and reserved rescue cat Austin was a light in my life. When he passed, I missed his sweet presence.
A series of dreams reassured me that the Soul I’d known as Austin had returned as a pug puppy and found a home with a loving family.
By Sheila Bontreger
I woke up one morning to a beautiful snowfall. Thick flakes of snow falling reminded me of love all around.
I decided to take a ride to see the Temple of ECK, the spiritual center of Eckankar, which was being built in Chanhassen, Minnesota, at the time. How would this sacred building look during its first snowfall?
By Scott Riviere, North Carolina
My partner, Robert, and I had a small Pembroke Welsh corgi named Duncan. About six months after Duncan passed, we decided to search for a reddish-brown-and-white corgi puppy. Duncan had been tricolor—red, black, and white. We didn’t want to replace him with another dog of the same coloring. That way, the new puppy would be able to make his own place in our hearts without always reminding us of our beloved Duncan.
By Dana Lovell, Minnesota
I adopted an orange-and-white adult male tabby cat named Austin. He was rescued from life as a laboratory cat, and his trust in people was low. Austin was gentle, observant, and reserved. He never meowed. Occasionally, he would look eye-to-eye with someone and express deep love without a word.
By Bob Lawton, Connecticut
My wife, Luanne, and I got our all-black cat Shadow when he was a kitten. After only eight short years, he started having problems that led to his passing. Luanne was devastated over the loss.
By Ardi Keim, Massachusetts
I had never grieved a death before. Even that of my brother, my father, and Grandmother. There had been loss of friends and loved ones in my life, but I always knew they went to a better place.