Let’s talk about my past few months, this is a long one so ya might wanna grab a snack and snuggle in. In February I made the decision to leave the job that was sucking the life outta my body. We were leaving for vacation at the end of the month and I didn’t want to take the struggles and anxieties of my job to the beach with me, and I had already made jokes about leaving for vacation and never coming back so it was the perfect time for me to make the leap. My fiancĂ© is an incredible tattoo artist and he owns his own shop where we live so the plan was that I would help him at the shop and sell clothes and go back to school to pursue my doctorate degree. Easy peasy? Nah dawg. Shit is TOUGH out here.
For a graduation present from my masters degree my in laws took us to San Pedro Belize! SO EFFING FANTASTIC. If you haven’t been there, it needs to be on your travel list, we’ll come back to that later though. Before I quit my job I had started meeting with an energy healer, practicing meditation, and reading books. I was on a serious healing journey before I went to Belize, but I truly think that trip was an essential healing element. The food, the people, the vibes, the culture and the warm salt water how could a bitch not heal?
We knew going into our vacation that there was a chance that my precious Nana would pass while I was gone. My parents and I even had the conversation that there was the absolute worst case potential they would have to have the funeral without me. (this was highly unlikely but my parents have a plan for a plan for a plan) I was as at peace with it as I could be. She was on this earth without her one true love, my grandpa and she was sick, I didn’t want her to stay here any longer than she had to.
We had a beautiful last day on the beach, we watched the sunset while we were sitting in the ocean and it was the type of experience that makes you belief in God if you didn’t already. That night before we were leaving we were laying in bed, Ashton was already snoring peacefully next to me and I couldn’t fall asleep. My legs start shivering uncontrollably, picture when your jaw is chattering because you are so cold, that’s how my legs felt, maybe a spasm more accurately describes it, I don’t know, just go with me here. I got up to make sure I could still walk and my legs didn’t actually just turn to jelly, I walked to the bathroom and then did some stretches to see if that would help but it I was now stand twitching. I got back into bed, how Ashton didn’t wake up during this whole thing I will NEVER know, but I laid down and arched my back up with my chest going to the ceiling as high as I could and I shit you not, a demon or SOMETHING straight came outta my chest and my whole body cracked and snapped and the twitches were gone and the craziest sense of peace I have ever felt just hit me.
I sat up and looked around making sure that I didn’t just enter a parallel universe and that I was still alive in this body. I felt like I was riding a cloud, it was lovely. Now, there is definitely no sleeping to be had so I decided to doom scroll. I pick up my phone and I have a text from a cousin who never texts me and I instantly knew what it was going to say before even reading it. I got up and went outside to the back porch so I could call my mom. When she answered the phone she said well we almost made it a whole day without someone telling you!
When my grandpa died in April 2024, we were in Houston on vacation. My cousin texted me when I was standing outside the airport bathrooms waiting for Ashton to come out saying she was sorry about my grandpa. I called instantly called my mom, she didn’t answer so I called my dad and when he answered his voice went up 75 octaves so I knew something was wrong and he told me my sweet precious 92 year old grandpa passed away in his sleep and they found him that morning. On our last day of vacation we went to the beach and NASA, so the ongoing joke was that we shouldn’t have gone to the beach and NASA on the last day of vacation. In Belize, we thought we would be okay if we just went to the beach and not both, but we were wrong.
Going to her funeral was a fever dream. I wore sunglasses the whole time and didn’t really speak to any one. The people I did speak to seemed to want me to have a sadder reaction than I did. Obviously, I was devastated I lost my butterfly of a human being but the peace that she is finally able to have made me have peace, I know she is with me each day. I had lived in fear of the day she was going to die for my entire life, I was finally free. I felt like a baby without a blankey, but it was a necessary part of my growth process and it happened at a time in my life that I was strong enough to handle the devastation.
To grieve, I laid on the couch with my dog and read spirituality books, and took alotta bubble baths. I will say, this whole thing would have looked so much different if I was still working. I am so grateful for my time to grieve and submerge myself into a full healing journey. I will doing a follow up post on all the books that I read that I feel like truly spoke to my soul and helped me heal different aspects of my inner self. My mom and I decided to go to Florida for mothers day since it would be the first one without Nana. I asked my dad if I could take her to Belize and he said mmm how bout Florida?
My mom and I had an amazing trip to Sanibel Island, Florida. Her favorite thing in the world is looking for sea shells and it is the seashell capital of the world (I dunno if that’s real or not, but there’s alotta frickin shells). We had a cute little AirBNB on the beach and we just vibed the whole time. Sometimes, my mom and I fight like sisters, but we got along and enjoyed each other. We even went to the beach the last day of vacation and no one died!
I started school while we were in Florida, so when we got home school was my primary focus. I am on a FlexPath plan so hopefully I will be done in September. I want to teach college classes and be tell people I’m a doctor. Kari Steinle, DBA, Doctor Bad Ass.
May 21st my sweet baby rottweiler, Sproutsy came and jumped in bed with us in absolute panic, he was panting and just seemed frantic. I got up with him and he went to his bed and wouldn’t get up for breakfast, I was like thanks man I thought you were starving but whatever. I go lay on the couch and read my book and he decides to come snug next to me, his favorite place in the world is next to me, he is my velcro boy. I was sitting there thinking that the dogs were stinky and that it smelled like McDonalds breakfast. Ashton came out and noticed there was puke all over where Sprouts had been laying, here was the McDonalds smell. We got him up and outside and he became wobbly in his back legs. He has bad hips and he went through 2 knee surgeries so the boys legs were not his friends but none the less it was time to go to the vet. The vet did a full exam and said his nerves were still in tact and we only needed to worry if all four legs became wobbly. Rottweilers get a disease called wobblers that is caused by bone cancer and when all four legs are effected, it is too late.
We got home that day and he jumped on the couch and we snugged all day long and that night he lost all function in all four legs. The look he gave me as all four of his legs gave out from underneath him will forever be burned into my brain. made him a nest on the floor by the couch and we slept out in the living room with him. The next morning when he tried to pull himself on the couch, he fell, it was official. We got him on the couch and waited for the vet to open, it was his time.
Let me just tell you, losing that boy was harder than losing my Nana. My nana I was fully prepared for, this one I was not. We put our other rottweiler down almost two years ago in July and I always thought he was my soul dog, but Sprouts was my soul dog. Roman definitely got me through some hard times but he didn’t love me the way that Sprouts did. If this would have happened any other time in my life, I don’t know what I would have done. Again, I am so glad that I don’t have to go back to my miserable job while dealing with this.
They say that when your life feels like it has crumbled, that is when the most change is coming. I truly believe that my past year of spiritual healing has prepared me for something wonderful. It’s crazy, I feel the worst and the best I have ever felt in my entire life. All I want to do is cry and mourn my dog, but yet I feel at peace with my life. I don’t know what the future holds for me, but I have faith that it is about to get really frickin’ good.
I still cry at least once per day, I could probably shower more than I do, but I am still focusing on meditation and reading. Hard things in life are going to happen, over and over. How we handle those situations and what we learn, are the lessons that the universe has sent for a reason. I am forever grateful for the love that I had from Sprouts, he will forever fill my heart, but I truly think he was the sacrifice I had to make to accept my new life. He was my pacifier and my training wheels, it is time for me to fly. I had a dream a couple days later of him running around a field and he was so happy, at first I thought I made a mistake but now I know that was my sign that he is okay on the other side and always with me.