@Jeber It's okay to mourn the loss of a special individual. It never gets old for me when one of my birds dies, and I regularly process them.
What helps me stomach it is appreciating all of the things that the animal has done for me - all the good days, all the memories.
@Jeber
I think those whom we loved and lost, bequeath to us their story. We are left behind to re-tell the stories and the heartbeats that lived them. It is a heavy burden and an awful privilege. It is also a humbling source of gratitude. I have lost a lot of friends and family, including my Dad in August of 2017.
@Jeber
I have seen a friend a few hours before death last December. I saw my grandmother draw her last breath. My soul dog died in my arms in 2016. His lieutenant, the most perfect dog ever, died in my arms in 2019. Death stopping a beloved heart is scarring. I offer you a fellowship of the scarred. We can do this.
@publickovacs @KillrBunn3
Cleo died in my lap on the bathroom floor at 2am. Oddly, it didn't make her death easier or worse to bear. I was in the Army and when living in Idaho, I used to volunteer at the local shelter, which involved putting animals down. Death itself doesn't phase me. It's the emotions that accompany certain deaths I have trouble with.
I really like that. My grandma died with very little, but her funeral was a picnic and wearing black was forbidden. It resulted in an incredible thing - people laughed, joked as if she was still there.
A lot of cultures that venerate the dead seem to have a much healthier relationship with death. I hope that when I go people will be like that, I hope there will be a rainbow of colors and stories when they think about me.
@KillrBunn3 @publickovacs @Jeber beautifully said
@KillrBunn3 @publickovacs @Jeber I love that idea!
@publickovacs @KillrBunn3
That's a sweet way of looking at it.