My beloved Louise has been dead for four months.
Tonight, it hit me again.
To spare you the image of a middle aged guy sobbing alone in an apartment over his dead pooch, I will not describe it in detail.
But I will jump in here with this—loss is so awful, yet we survive it and I am very impressed with that. I imagine grief is the brain’s mechanism to release the connection to something that is no longer here? I don’t really understand grief. We had some dogs that didn’t last in our house growing up. Only one, JJ, really upset me.
Dogs.
I hear the only way to really get over your dead dog is to get another one.
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Maybe. I went on antidepressants after lewis died. It was compounded with my gpa dying and my step kids moving in. It was *too* much. We got another dog. It has helped tremendously, but don't get one too soon. We tried that and it was terrible. It's easy to forget what a pain in the ass a new dog/puppy is. Hugs!
The Denks wait at least 24 hours before getting a new pet.
Meanwhile, you can come pet mine...
http://www.chihuahuarescue.com/index.html
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