A life well lived…
April 1, 2009
My precious Samadhi was diagnosed with a brain tumor on March 30th and passed away the very next day. Earth to earth, ashes to ashes and dust to dust. She was my constant companion, a dear friend, a beloved member of our family, a trusted confidant and the best damn dog I’ve ever had. She saw me through college, cancer, the birth of two children, a divorce, the early days of this company, a remarriage, three moves and a whole lot of history. Here’s my tribute to a life well lived:
Samadhi was a surprise gift from my college boyfriend Terry (who later came to be my husband and later came to be my exhusband). As a matter of fact, she was the first gift he ever bought me. I was insantly smitten; Samadhi was a ball of fluff with tiny little legs and she chewed EVERYTHING. She long outlasted our marriage and, luckily, I got custody in the divorce. Thank heavens.

Samadhi and I, circa 1997, when I was pregnant with my first daughter. She was my baby before I had babies and my perpetual companion. If I was in the car, she was in the passenger seat. If I was in bed, she was laying next to me. If was at Baskin Robbins having a cone, she was having a cup. :)

Once Chloe came along, they were the best of friends. I was terrified while I was pregnant that I’d never be able to love anyone or anything as much as I loved that dog…luckily, I discovered that I could. This is Chloe teaching Sam to “dance.” One of my favorite things about that dog: she didn’t just wag her tail…she wagged the entire back half of her body. The enthusiasm was contagious.

For Chloe’s second Halloween, she dressed up as a cow. Sammy dressed as a dog. And yes, we went trick-or-treating together.

A few years later, Miss Celie joined the clan and- true to form- Samadhi was her first best friend. By the time this picture was taken, I was in the midst of my divorce and had moved from Memphis to Knoxville to be closer to my parents. But Samadhi was with us, as always.

It’s hard to find a picture from this time period that Sam wasn’t a part of…even if it was just her tail.

Big love. Samadhi became accustomed to playing at my parent’s home, as they lived only a few minutes from us in Knoxville. I’d pop her in the car and head up for the day and she would run and run and run until she was utterly exhausted. They live in a log cabin at the end of a quiet cul-de-sac on the lake and Samadhi enjoyed being able to roam free and play with her pals. A few years later, when I remarried and moved to South Carolina, I made the difficult decision to leave Sam with my parents. They had recently become empty-nesters and could use the companionship and putting her in the fenced yard of a suburban home seemed cruel after she’d come to enjoy all that freedom.
And so it was…

But she was still a big part of our lives. My mother would ring us up and get Samadhi to pant or bark while she was on the phone with my girls so they could “talk.” Sammy was at our family reunion every year and we loved going to visit my parents for many reasons; chief among them was our cuddle time with Sam. This is a picture of my kid brother with her…you can tell she’s an old lady, but she was never any less beautiful in my eyes. My parents took impeccable care of her for the last five years of her life and we were all very blessed to be graced by her presence. Her hearing failed a few years before she left us and her hips were giving out, but Daddy patiently lifted and carried her when she was too tired or weak to go where she wanted.
Goodbye Samadhi. We’re a bit devastated in your absence, but I thank you from the bottom of my heart for all the wonderful times we shared. For your late-night cuddles, for your eager kisses, for licking tears away during some of the most painful times in my life, for your patience as my daughters pulled and tugged and wrestled. I could not have asked for anything more…

Samadhi
1995-2009
Some have asked what Samadhi’s name means. Others have inquired about what breed of dog she is.
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What a nice tribute Lela. It is so nice that you have pics of her with all the ones who loved her and she loved back.
I know what you mean about an animal looking old and not realizing it. I lost my Presley 2 years ago. She always seemed the same to me as when she was a kitten, but when I see pictures of her last days now, I can see how much she aged.
Sammy was well loved and lived above and beyond her full potential of loving unconditionally back, I’m sure.
I hope that brings Peace to you and your family.