Buddy got his stitches out this morning and thinks that life should be back to normal. He is ready to run and play and head up the stairs to sleep in the bedroom again.
The thing is: his leg is still technically broken. The doctor sawed his bone two weeks ago, put a metal plate and screws in to hold it all together and stitched him back up. Just because his stitches have been removed doesn't mean he is healed. He still needs to take it easy. He still needs to lay low and let the healing happen...or else his leg will be worse of than it was before the surgery.
That feels like good advice for people, too. After all, things happen. Bones are broken. So are hearts. Relationships break up. People get laid off. Kids grow up. Things change.
And yet we go about our business thinking we just need to "get over it" and "move on" and "suck it up" and "stop being such a baby." As if a couple of weeks of grief will cure the ache in our hearts and the pain in our souls.
It doesn't work that way. Actually, the more you try and rush the healing, the worse off you'll be.
So if you are tempted this holiday season to put on a happy face and pretend things are just fine when in reality they really aren't: don't. Follow the veterinarian's...errrr...doctor's orders: lay low for awhile longer. Don't run and play just yet. Let the healing happen.
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