Thank you all for you kind sentiments. I would like to express my heartfelt appreciation for taking the time out of your lives to read my words of an event that can only at best be described as a bummer.
As I said. I wrote that down because I felt an overwhelming compelling need to. For me.
Had nobody read or said a word. I would have completely understood. Some might not care, and for some it may just hit too close to home. Both are ok
I know there have been several who have posted of a loss that I just couldnt bring myself to respond to because they just hit too close to home. Know that I do take notice of all such posts. And I too have felt your pain with you more then once.
The fact that so many have read it. And so many have responded really says something about this community. We may be a bit dysfunctional at times. But we do tend to rally around one another in times of woe or need. Even when there may not be a damn thing anyone can do to make it any better. I think that knowing one is not alone somewhat helps.
I can think of no group that I can honestly say that I would rather be associated with.
<S> to you all and thank you again.
The comming days I know are going to be difficult as the morning process continues and the healing begins. Death has been no stranger to us over the last several years. My father in law the most recent back in Sept. But I didnt live with any of them. So this is a bit different.
Its just so weird the sudden emptiness. Places where out of the corner of your eye you almost see a familiar body then when looking at it straight on. The realization that its not there. Nor is it going to be.
Caught a glimpse of the love seat in our living room as I was walking by still covered in a sheet because we couldnt keep him off it, and well, by default it became his. But depending on how he was laying. He would sometimes share it with us is about the best way I can describe it. LOL
But as I was passing by before. I could almost see him there out of the corner of my eye. Instinctively I turned immediately realizing it was my imagination.
Just a weird feeling.
The minute changes in routine. Letting one dog outside instead of two. and back in again. Putting out 1 bowl of food just the little things
Very weird
