An Update on………Me!
My girl is now three weeks gone. My eyes tear up and my nose stings as I write that. But my tears are now more easily controlled. I miss her with an ache in my heart. But the exhaustion of standing upright has lessened. I’ve started to make plans on ways to remember her. I’ve made a change to her Dogster page. Friends continue to send condolence cards as the news spreads, and each new one brings on my tears–but it’s more like leaky eyes instead of a sobbing waterworks. Small steps.
I have not had an uninterrupted night’s sleep in four weeks. Her bed is still at the foot of my bed, the imprint from her body from that last night still there. Saying “Goodnight pup” has become a part of our bedtime ritual.
We realized tonight that we need to sweep the kitchen more–there’s no pooch to “vacuum” up the crumbs from under the table after we’ve eaten.
My heart continues to ache, but the ache is starting to get a little numb around the edges. Small steps.
I went to see Cats at the Aranoff Center last night and it made me miss my old cat so much. I ached for him and I ached for other loved ones lost to other wonderful pet owners such as yourself. I hope the pain slowly but surely subsides. Stay strong.
Are you going to get another dog? I know Bailey can’t be replaced but you are such a great owner and you know you love em…….
I know the feelings so well. All I have to do is think about the great dogs who have meant so much in my life and tears come to my eyes even though years have passed. I will never forget them, but now I think more of the happiness they brought than the pain of losing them.
There’s a great line in “Conversations with God” that goes something like, “Before you know who you are you must know who you are not.” That line points to the dichotomy that exists in so many aspects of life; light/dark, good/evil. We all know that the pain of their departures is the price we pay for the joy of their love. I’m very sorry for your loss…
It seems that with each dog that comes into our lives, a piece of them reminds us of an old friend. Only the best pieces are brought together to make up our new friends. Perhaps it is just a way to keep the memories alive and ease the heartache.
Let the tears flow…they will be healing.
Bev – Yes … you cannot replace Bailey; but, it could be time to consider getting that little carrier out again and stuffing it with a white puff ball. It was always so fun to see Bailey at work. I missed her when you started working at home! I can’t wait to see you with another puppy. Remember that time Bailey got on the elevetor and headed downstairs without you? I love that story. I also loved seeing aunt Martha again! I remember her from your mom’s birthday party – I remember her being as lovely as her pictures. She was kind and social and impressed with my name – Martha – such a lovely name. Thank you for sharing the pics!