We lost our baby boy yesterday. (A dog, I know, a dog. But so much more. Companion. Lover. Faithful friend for a life. (His life - too short.) But the love, the love. He is gone from this time, our place. But the love, the love. We feel it still. The love, it lives on...
I’ve been in a dark hole because it feels like there is too much death all around me. A friend who is far too young and healthy, but who was born in Cancer Alley (did you even know such a place existed?! HERE in the US. They are called sacrifice zones. WTF even is that?!) a cousin, a friend of a friend. Etc. it all just weighs on my heart. So, as usual, your words ring so true. I am also always SO. Tired. Some days it feels like paralysis. But I am trying some hormones and a little Prozac. Hopefully it helps because I am one cranky person lately.
On a lighter note- inspired in great part by you- I have completed my name change back to my own birth name. I now have my old alliterated name. Back to being AA instead of AF. Thank you for that. Xoxoxo
I'm so sorry that you, too, are surrounded by death. It sucks. And WTF about Cancer Alley/sacrifice zones? This is the worst timeline. Congrats, though on getting your name back. It's a big deal!!
Oh Lo... how can I express how much it's helped me to have you here. Not just the spaghetti Bolognese and the tea and chats, but more importantly, getting to see you and spend hours in your company, and to feel so lucky that we found each other just a couple of decades ago. For the first time since JC died, I feel hope. Like there might be a future. That's HUGE. I love you utterly and forever. And of course Buster loves you too.
I feel this. On 27 June I lost my mother after a much-too-long battle with cancer. She was 85. It would have been shorter, but NC is barbaric in its refusal to enact any sort of death with dignity laws. The day after that we had scheduled to take our eldest dog in for that final relief from her own cancer and old age. We could help her where we could not help my mother. The end of June was really hard. It still is as we deal with all of the phone calls and paperwork and packing a house up so that we can get it ready to sell. On August 8th my partner's mother died after a long battle with lung disease. She was offered the chance to end it in her own time (in Alabama no less), but in the end died in her sleep shortly after my partner's last visit down there to see her. His mother had fewer things to deal with, and her brother, sister, and foster daughter are bearing the load of calls and paperwork which is a big help for him. This summer definitely has been a brutal one. I, too, have comfort in the form of a dog named "Buster." Our remaining fur-baby. I am grateful for him. I am so very sorry for your losses. I'm sending hugs and virtual love to you, Marido, and your friend. No flowers to care for that way. Thank you as always for your words, LaDonna.
As energetic beings, we come out of the "ocean" of energy, spend a little time here, and then return to that ocean of energy. In other words, energy is neither created nor destroyed, it simply changes from one form into another. I find this strangely comforting and a reminder to which I AM resigned.
We lost our baby boy yesterday. (A dog, I know, a dog. But so much more. Companion. Lover. Faithful friend for a life. (His life - too short.) But the love, the love. He is gone from this time, our place. But the love, the love. We feel it still. The love, it lives on...
The loss of a beloved dog is a deep and painful one. I'm so sorry.
I am so very sorry for your loss. It is never easy to lose that love.
I’ve been in a dark hole because it feels like there is too much death all around me. A friend who is far too young and healthy, but who was born in Cancer Alley (did you even know such a place existed?! HERE in the US. They are called sacrifice zones. WTF even is that?!) a cousin, a friend of a friend. Etc. it all just weighs on my heart. So, as usual, your words ring so true. I am also always SO. Tired. Some days it feels like paralysis. But I am trying some hormones and a little Prozac. Hopefully it helps because I am one cranky person lately.
On a lighter note- inspired in great part by you- I have completed my name change back to my own birth name. I now have my old alliterated name. Back to being AA instead of AF. Thank you for that. Xoxoxo
I'm so sorry that you, too, are surrounded by death. It sucks. And WTF about Cancer Alley/sacrifice zones? This is the worst timeline. Congrats, though on getting your name back. It's a big deal!!
Oh Lo... how can I express how much it's helped me to have you here. Not just the spaghetti Bolognese and the tea and chats, but more importantly, getting to see you and spend hours in your company, and to feel so lucky that we found each other just a couple of decades ago. For the first time since JC died, I feel hope. Like there might be a future. That's HUGE. I love you utterly and forever. And of course Buster loves you too.
Love you forever and ever amen.
I feel this. On 27 June I lost my mother after a much-too-long battle with cancer. She was 85. It would have been shorter, but NC is barbaric in its refusal to enact any sort of death with dignity laws. The day after that we had scheduled to take our eldest dog in for that final relief from her own cancer and old age. We could help her where we could not help my mother. The end of June was really hard. It still is as we deal with all of the phone calls and paperwork and packing a house up so that we can get it ready to sell. On August 8th my partner's mother died after a long battle with lung disease. She was offered the chance to end it in her own time (in Alabama no less), but in the end died in her sleep shortly after my partner's last visit down there to see her. His mother had fewer things to deal with, and her brother, sister, and foster daughter are bearing the load of calls and paperwork which is a big help for him. This summer definitely has been a brutal one. I, too, have comfort in the form of a dog named "Buster." Our remaining fur-baby. I am grateful for him. I am so very sorry for your losses. I'm sending hugs and virtual love to you, Marido, and your friend. No flowers to care for that way. Thank you as always for your words, LaDonna.
Oh Julie, that's really. I am sorry for your losses, as well. Hugs and virtual love right back at you.
My mom passed away at the end of April. Struggling. Miss her so much. Crying jags are exhausting. Looking for signs of her.
Lynn, I am so sorry to hear this! Sending you all the love.
As energetic beings, we come out of the "ocean" of energy, spend a little time here, and then return to that ocean of energy. In other words, energy is neither created nor destroyed, it simply changes from one form into another. I find this strangely comforting and a reminder to which I AM resigned.
Buster. Just, Buster. Peace.
Tough to write about let alone live through. Thanks for the courage to share.