Jump to content
Grief Healing Discussion Groups

bees

Contributor
  • Posts

    8
  • Joined

  • Last visited

Everything posted by bees

  1. Dear Elizabeth, how are you doing today? I am doing ok. I have had a big meltdown today but I got through it and besides being totally exhausted now, I am doing fine. It almost feels like an anxiety attack, it kind of happens sudden and unexpectatly and it totally weras me out. I have been able to contoll my emotions pretty well, at least when I am going along with the day, that means work, shopping and so on, however it is the time alone at home, that is bringing back all the pain. I try to keep myself occupied, but eventually I do have time on my hands that I dont know what to do with and even if it is just getting ready for bed and laying there. When the thinking starts, the pain kicks in. I have been thinking about you a lot and how helpful all your advice is and how it helps to listen to your experience. I am very sad for the way you had to say good bye to both of your girls and I guess I can be somehow thankful ,that Nemos death was something I didnt have to make a decision for. It just hurts so much, that i took it all gor granted and didnt even tell him one more time how thankful I was for everything he had given me through those short seven years. I try letting him know now, that he meant the world to me, through a journal that I write into every day, but I know that it is too late. I gave him my love every day, but if I had only known that our time together was going to be this short, i would have spent so many moments wasted, just sitting on my couch with him, cuddeling. I sometimes have to really say that I hate life, that it is so unfair and unjust. I dont understand so many things and I guess I never will. I did learn that you better cherrish what you have and enjoy even the samllest moments,as they may never come again. I have so many pictures of Nemo and I did take some really pretty ones of his memory tree, however I do not know how to download them onto this web side. If you do, I will share them with you. I had a really amazing moment when I plannted his tree for him. When I got done plannting ZI took some pictures for my friends and family and when I got to the last picture,I decided that this one would be the picture that I wanted to post on his Guestbook side. So I was really thinking about my baby when I took this last picture and while doing so, I felt this feeling of serenity, like he was really close by. It was kind of a really happy feeling, and when I got inside I went straight to the computer to see how these pictures turned out. i looked at the first ten pictures and they were all very clear and pretty and then I got to the last picture and I couldnt believe my eyes, this picture is so beautyful, it has sunlight flowing in from all over and looks like it was taken with a speciel camera with some kind of a foggy device set up. I do not know what happend. I took it with my cell phone camera jsut like the others, but it is so very special. I dont know if I believe in these kind of things, but it really feels like Nemo was with me at that moment. Would that be beautyful if it was true ? Well,that thought makes me very happy and so believe in the possibility. I can send you some of those pictures so that yuo can see it for yourself. By the way, I am from germany. I have been living in the States for of and on twenty years, but sometimes there are a million thoughts onmy mind and I my spelling gets the better of me, so I am very sorry for that and I hope my writtings still make sense. Take care my friend and I hope to hear from you soon, Bees !!!!
  2. Dear Elizabeth, looking at your pictures yesterday showed me what kind of a woderful life Chela had with you. she looked so happy and even in pictures where you could tell that she was getting on in age, she looked like a dog that had lived a woderful life with someone that truely cared for her.How blessed your dogs must have been to have had a human friend that really gave them a great life. I have always had cats in my life, until we ended up rescuing a little Maltess Puppy from a Puppy Mill about four years ago. I love this dog like a child, that is what all my animals are to me, my furry children. Sounds kind of goofy, however I care for them like they are my children and they have the same meaning to me as a human. I dont know if that is the correct thing to say, but that is how I feel. I have never been let down by any of my animals and their love has always been undonditional for me, no matter what. So having to say Good Bye to any of them is the hardest thing I ever had to do. I lost three of my cats within on year and the pain has not gotten easier, it has gotten worse. I have to admit, that losing My Nmeo today five weeks ago, has been the most painful. I have loved all of them very much and they have been with me through so much in my life, but my bond with my little Nemo was very special. Cats can be very independent and ebverything is pretty muchon their turn. No so my Nemo, he was like a dog, incredible, so cuddely, so crazy- playing fetch....- just a once in a lifetime kind of a cat. Loving and mood sensing, just amazing. The hardest part for me is, that I had no knowledge of that anything was wrong with him. So waking up and finding him dead, was such a shock and I still cant deal with it. I know that I have gotten better and I feel great when I can give others advice on how to deal with all this grief inside of you, but I cant really control my feelings yet. I still cant really sit down and look at his urne, which helped me so much with Mia and Tibbs 's death, I cant really look at pictures yet, as that is too painful and I will totaly break down. I did however plant a beatyful tree for him on his first month annerversary (SORRY FOR MY TERRIBLE SPELLING, ENGLISH IS SOMETIMES A BIT HARD FOR ME)I would love to show you a picture of this little place in my back yard, that I call Nmeos Corner now. I have a birdbath set up and today I got this really pretty cat staute that I set up right next to it. It did make me feel good, to have a feeling that I honored his life in a small way. I know that he loved life so much and he enjoyed it truely, as he was such a happy cat and because of that I do not wan tto be so sad all the times. What if he could see the pain that I am in now, it would hurt him so much, as I believe that he loved me as much as I loved him. On day, I know I will be able to handle all this sorrow a lot better, but he will forever live inmy heart and I know that I have to be strong, as I will otherwise slip back into anxieties and I wont be able to give my little doffie the love that he deserves as he is griefing too, because Nemo was his best friend. Thank you aagain for sharing your tribute with me, I know Chela watched it from across the Rainbow Bridge and loved it as much as I did. Take care of yourself, Bees.
  3. Hi there, this is to Chelas mom, so I guess the other Elizabeth, I just read your message to Elizabeth ( gosh this is confusing) and I watched your tribute to your wonderful dog Chela. I was so moved watching her life in pictures with the wonderful song that you picked for this Celebratioon of her. I loved it, it is so beautyful and so touching. You did a really beautyful job, I wish I knew how to do something like that for my Nemo.It just showes how much you loved your little angel. Thank you for sharing it with all of us. I hope you will be able to make another tribute for Casper one day, when you are strong enough, and that you will also share that with people that understand the love, that you felt for your fury babies. I hope you get some good rest tonight and that you will stay in touch on this web side, as it is so helpful to be able to write to someone that understands unconditional love, sweet dreams from Colorado, you are in my thoughts tonight and so will be your sweet Chela and Casper.Love, Bess.
  4. Dear Elizabeth, I just had a chance to read the lovely story you shared with all of us. I really love it, it made me very sad, but it is so true. It is better to have loved and lost, than never loved at all. I know that this saying was not meant for a realationship between a furry friend and a human, however that is the way I am looking at my bond between my Nemo and me. I cherrish the time that I was allowed to have with him, and even though the pain I feel now, after losing him, is so unbearable, I would choose having those years with him and the added pain , than never been able to feel that kind of love. I understand that being by yourself is even harder when you are sad and you need a shoulder to cry on, however having a partner with you that doesn t understand how you can "still" be griefing after four and a half weeks, make things even worse.I have to hide my tears and put on a brave face most of the time, because my family who loved Nemo, is getting over his death a lot easier than me. I am trying so hard to be strong and I am doing a bit better then I did days ago, however I still cry out of the blue, I think about Nemo all the time and I still question why he had to go and if I did something to cause his death. My husband understands my tears but I can tell that he is ready to move on and he doesnt really understand why I cant just accept the loss and live life the way I did before. I cant really tell him, that things will never be like they used to be, that I will never be able to look at life the same way again, that something was taken from me and that that void can never be filled again. I have my husband and my daughter here and that is helpful because they keep me distacted and occupied, but i cant be myself, I am putting on a show, so they wont be worried. I do have to explain, that I was very sick some years ago. I suffered a stroke at the age of 34, out of the blue and because it was such a scary experience, I started to get some serious anxiety attacks afterwards. Anything would scare me into believing that I was having some serious health problems. Life as I knew it had changed totally for me. I had to learn to live again without fear. To help myself to find joy again. I took in this crazy kitty ,while my husband was off to war and my panic disorder started to get a little better. That was the best thing that I could have ever hoped for. It was seven years ago and of course I am talking about my Nemo. He helped me through every anxiety attack and whenever I felt like I was going "crazy" again, I picked him up and life made sense again.Through those years it was hard to explain to my family how my mind could be playing tricks with me and I could believe it, and it always felt like I had to proof to them that I was ok and now with the one thing that I could show all my fears to gone, I again feel like I have to show my family that I will get thourgh this and that I will be just fine. I dont want to worry them and so I pretend and even though I know that one day I will be able to live with this pain in a better way, I cant really say that having a partner shaing your life with you, does make it easier. I have to learn to handle this sad time byself, because when it comes down to it, I need to be able to count on myself alone and nobody else. By trying to be as positve as possible and being proud of the steps forward, that I have made, I know that I will get to a point where I can smile again and where life will make sense again. I have my bad moments, but I have learned that I can make it through some very though times and that I did survive those times in my life and I will make it through this trying time too. I celebrate every little accomplishment and on those I keep on buiding my "new" life. I know there will be set backs, but I will pick myself up and start again, with my gained strenght from the last downfall. I dont care for mothersday too much, I never have. I believe that you should show your love for the important people in your life all year around, however as mothers day is always on a sunday, I will have a very hard time, ever being able to see that day as anything but a sad day in my life. I dont know if I can help anybody with sharing my crazy life, but I hope to let anybody reading this know, that there is always hope, I have been through hell while I was sick and I never though that I would ever live a "normal" life again and I did. I lost one of the most improtant things in my life, but I know that I cant give up, and that I need to go on, because giving up wouldnt be fair to anyone that has tried to make my life special, including my Baby Nemo.
  5. My dear Elizabeth, I am just happy to hear from you. I was worried about you and I didnt know if had annoyed you with my last message. I read about the books you ordered and the prayer flags and i think those are some great ideas. It is a start as it is telling me that you are trying to find ways to get the healing process started. I have had my good days and my bad days, but even the good ones are still filled with tears. I am getting better though, or at least I am telling myself that it is getting easier. I never thought that I would ever be able to say that, I miss my baby more than words could ever describe and if I could only hold him one more time, I would give years of my life for that moment of "one more times", but I guess I am starting to get to that point where I am sadly realizing that there will never be another one more time.I can manage to control myself a lot better at work and I dont even get upset anymore when people ask if I am doing better now. I know they mean well, but it is not worth it for me to explain that there is no feeling better now, after only four weeks. They wouldnt understand anyways. I find it amazing that some people tell me that they know exatly how I am feeling as they had lost a pet too, but I dont believe that. I am not saying that I am special, however my relationship to my baby was special and the way I felt connected to him, the bond we had, is something that only a few people will ever experience in their life time. I know that that is the kind of relationship you had with your Harley and that is why I feel your pain. I have been doing a lot of things lately to keep myself occupied and to send Nemo my love. I have told you that I have a journal in which I write to my baby everyday. I have a Guestbook web side for him in which I can send him daily messages and so can all my friend from around the world. It is really beautyful as people post pictures for him and send him sweet messages and we talk about how all of our furry friends are playing together somewhere over the rainbow bridge. I offically hate sundays and every 04 th of every month, but this past tuesday was Nemos first month since he had to leave me and I didnt want to be just sad that day, so as it finally got a little warmer here in Colorado, I went outside and planted a really pretty tree in my backyard in his memory. I bought a little birdbath that I put next to the tree and planted some flowers underneath it. I felt some real serenity while I was doing that, because I kept on thinking about my baby and how I will now always have a place to go to to be with him. I cant tell you what is the best way to grief in a "healthy" way. You are doing the best you can for right now and just by writing to others and sharing your sorrow with people that understand you, you are making the first steps. You might not believe it now, but the sadness does fly away on the wings of time, you will never forget your baby, but you will get to that point where you want to celebrate his life. You just need to make sure that this grief is not taking over your life completly, you have to find a way to stop yourself from it making you sick. You need to stay bussy, get out and even if it is just for a short time, go on a walk. If you cry the whole time, then cry, but force yourself to get outside. Do anything physical,try to exhaust yourself, I know you feel weak from crying, but you have to get active. Dont stay in bed after you wake up, that only gives you time to feel sorrow. Get up and plan something for that day, get some clay and get creative, make a figurin of Harley or try to write poetry for him. Do not let these days take away your reason for living. The tide does go out, but it will always come back in. I know it sounds silly, but that is the only thing that is helping me right now, to read positive encouraging literatur. Some is pretty stupid, but I take the best parts from it and make it my motto for the day. Somehow it is giving me hope and I know that that is what my baby would have wanted. He was so full of life and he would be so sad if he felt like he is the cause for my missery. I wish I could help you some more, I wish I could take that pain away from you, but I still believe that You will get through this and you will find happiness again and one day you will look back at this sad time in your life and you will be able to smile and think of your Baby the way he would have wanted you to remember him. Till that time comes you are always welcome to write to me and if you want to I can give you my e mail adr. and you can talk to me anytime you want to..... You will get through this, I promise you.... Good night, Elizabeth, your friend bees !!!!!
  6. Hey there Elizabeth, now is probably not the right time for you to have to make some of those decisions in your life. When something so painful and devasteting happens in our lifes, we only se the sorrow and the pain and our outlook towards life is clouded by all that and we feel like there will never be a tomorrow with laughter and hope and sunshine again. Godh i sound like I know it all, believe me I dont. But my life has not been easy and I have learned that somewhere along the way, there is some light at the end of that tunnel. I have always been an extrem animal lover. I have rescued so many cats and dogs, I can't even count them. My husband is in the Military and we have been staioned all over the world and everywhere we have ever been to, I ended up rescuing animals that were left behind by other military familys. SOmehow I ended up with four cats through those years and one of them was my special Nemo cat. We got Nemo on our last tour in Germany and we just had to learn to fit in with the other three rescue cats. So we moved back to the States six years ago with all of our babys and things were going ok even though I was very homesick, as I am german and I missed my family and friends. However I had my cats and of course I had my Nmeo, who turnes out to be like my little furry soulmate. The other three cats were already a good bit older than Nemo and so we ended up adopting a little Maltess puppy that had survived a puppy mill and became Nemos best friend. See Nemo was more like a dog, than a cat.Anyways, then my Mister Tibbs started getting sick and eventually had to leave this place behind in Sep.08. I had to put him down after numerous failed attempts to cut some serious Tumor out of him. I had done everything that I could think of and nothing helped and in the end I had to make the decision to let him go and I cant even tell you how hard that was for me, because I didnt know if it was the right thing to do and if it was the right time to do it. He was still completly aware of everything mentally and he was still cuddeling with me at the vate office and purring and I was suppose to put him down ? Here you are, who held your baby in your arms and gave him comfort by being there and being quiet and calm and here I was freaking out, hysterical and crying and screaming that I didnt wan tto let him go. Running in and out of the office to get air, as i was having some sever panic attacks. So here is my baby scared to death and his mommy is running out of the room, cause I couldnt stand being in there, I did eventually go back in but I was such a mess, that I couldnt even tell him how much he meant to me, I was only thinking about myself. It was pure Hell. It took so long for me to be able to forgive myself, but the relazation came to me, that he was sick and I did the only thing that he would have wanted me to do, let him go when the pain was too much. I had him cremated and that was so helpful. I was able to get comfort by caring his urne around and keeping some of his favorite things close by, however I had Nemo to comfort me and that was a big help. Then this feb. I had to put Mia my baby girl to sleep, as she was dying of cancer. She had breast cancer and I had put her through so many surgerys and in the end the cancer took over her lungs and she was suffocating. It was so sad, but I had learned from my mistakes with Mister Tibbs and I stayed with her and just held her and did what you did, by just being there I gave her all my love and when she had fallen asleep, I gave her some kisses and told her that I loved her and I do not know if she still heard me, probably not, but she knew that I did this out of love for her.Again, I came home with my little Urne in my hands and I put it next to Mister Tibbs Urne and felt comfort in knowing that the two are together. And again, I had my Nemo and he was still so young and I had all this time left with him and of course he always made me feel better.But that is not what was planned for the two of us. He cuddled with me saturday night, April 03'rd and on easter morning he layed next to my daughters bed, curled up looking like he was sleeping, but he had died. No health problems, no reason, nothing. I did not get a chance to tell him one more time that I loved him , no more holding him one more time, because I though I had all these years left with him. I took him to the Vet, but in order for them to determine what could have been the real cause of his death, they would have had to cut him open and I just couldnt do that to him. He looked like he was just sleeping and I didnt want to envision him any other way, so I went with this lame excuse that it could have been a stroke or any other barin issue. Gosh I hate that I didnt get a real answer because I still believe that I did something wrong. What did I miss? What if I did something like used the wrong cleaning supplies and I killed him? I felt this quilt and I still do, but I cant change anything and I can only hope that he knew how much he meant to me. I had him cremated and before they took him away fron me I also cut off some of his fur, to have somthing left of him. I went with the cremation because it had helped me with the other two, but I cant say if it has been as helpful as it had the time before. I only know that if I ever have to move again, I do not want to leave my babay behind. He was and always will be my furry soulmate and even though I still have one more cat left and of course Nemos best friend Max, nothing comes close to the bond me and this silly kitty cat had. I take care of the two that are left with me, I give them the love they deserve and I will do anything to make their lives happy ones, and I know it sounds unfair, but I will never be able to feel for them, what I felt for my Nmeo. Shortly after< i got told that my job will be terminated because of budget cuts and a lot of things are happening that I cant really deal with too well because of Nmeos death, however I did realize that that is life and the only reason why everything looks so dark right now is, because I am analyzing my life in the darkest hours possible. There will be other jobs, There will be tomorrows but no big time decisions should be made while you feel like your world is coming to an end around you. I have learned that when you sit back and try to make sense of your life during hard times and sad time, everything will look like their will never be anything to live for. And the way you feel right now, it is surely the wrong time to look back at your life and you what you have going for yourself. So take your time, if you can, start enjoying just little things and stop feeling bad for anything you are feeling or doing. If you stay in bed until three in the afternoon, than do that and when you get up be proud that you did indeed get up. Those are the first steps, you might not look at it as an accoplishment, but it is. You can only remeber your life as it was before, but that is gone now and it will take some time to get back to that and for now you have to be proud of just the little stupid accoplisments that do not look like much, but they are steps to something better. You have to tell yourself that you will make it one step at a time. You made it out of bed and hell yah you should be proud of that.... Seriously, start writing down things like that, when you go to bed tonight, write down three things that you managed today and even if they are the most ordinary things, write them down and tomorrow do the same. Again those are the little steps to a normal life that will happen again one day. Write down things that made you happy, nothing material, just things like seing a beautyful cloud in the sky, seeing a flower blume.... anything that gets your mind of things for a little while, those are the things that will eventually help you find the beauty in life again. I have my struggels, but I need to remind myself, that i am in charge of my thoughts and I can change them if they are too sad. I can make myself stop if they take me to dark places. I know that if a freak like me, whohas some serious anxiety issues can find some peace in life again, anybody can. Believe me, I have been there and done that and you will be able to get though this too. You are much stronger than you think you are. Someone that can move across this country and start a new life and even though it moight have not worked out the way you wanted it to, you did all that and those are accomblishments that you now need to remeber to find your strenght and your believe in yourself again. I hope I can help you a bit, you might think I am a total nut, but believe me my dear Elizabeth , life is worthliving even though you might not fel that way right now. Love, Bees !!!!
  7. Dear Elizabeth, When I read your Message It sounds like I could have written it. I completly understand everything you are going through. I still cry constantly and I also did not know if the idea with the cremation was the best one. However I did decide on cremation, as I felt comfort in knowing that he will be with me for the rest of my life and when I do have to leave this place someday, I can have him burried with me. I have his urne in a special place on top of a little table in my bedroom and I can sometimes hold it and talk to it. But it is not really the comfort I was looking for, its still too hard for me to look at pictures and his urne and not completly break down. It has gotten a bit better, which is surprising, as I never thought things could ever get betteer again. I have found the only comfort in being able to talk to people that felt the same way about their furry friends and even here you will always think that your relation ship to your dear baby was more special than theirs. And do not feel guilty about that, it was. What you felt for your baby and the relationship you had with him is something so unique and special and even if others say " oh i know what you are talking about, i love my baby too.." It is not the same. nobody knows how special your bond was and the things you two went through together, you can only get the comfort from knowing that there are people out there, that had a unique bond too, but nit the same as yours. That is what makes it so hard, that is what causes that pain, it was a once in a lifetime kind of a relationship and to fill that hole that it has left behind is unimaginable. But believe me, one day it will get better, not so much after only four weeks, but even after only this short time you will be able to control your emotions a bit better. You can manage to at least feel like your are going on with your life. You have to stop worring about your last moments together. He knew what kind of love you felt for him, he knew he was loved by you with all his heart and that is all that matters. You were with him and held him in his final moments of his little life and that is what is important and you have to find comfort in that. Who is to say what is right and what is the wronfg thing to do, you do what you believe is best and you did that. You held him and with that you showed him how much you loved him and he felt that and that comforted him and that is what is what counts. Actions spaek louder than words.... Remeber that. I can only tell you that it does help to get out there when the sun is shining and go for a walk and even if you do cry the whole time, let your tears flow, it is actually good for you. It releases some kind of a Hormon that helps the griefing process. Dont try to analyse everthing you ever did and if it was time well spant or not, just take little steps every day. Make it through a mornning and than be proud of yourself and go for the next step, make it through the afternoon and again be proud of that accomplishment and so on. Little steps will lead to bis steps and everyday you might have some set backs but you are learning from them and when you have a complet meltdown, remind yourself how you had it through your last meltdown and how you managed to make it through that one and that you will make it though this one too. You will survive and you will find joy again in little things and if you need to cry, cry but do try to replace your negative thought with anything else that will occupie your mind. Everytime when you feel like a negative thought is making its way onto your mind, say out loud " STOP" and change your thought process. You have to do this so that you can learn to see the light at the end of the tunnel again. We will get through this, I promise you. One day you will be able to celebrrate Harleys life and until then I will be here for you. And yes, I do believe that our babys cross over that rainbow bridge and are having a wonderful life with all their new friends and one day we will see them again.... I am sending you all my love, you can do this, you just have to learn to believe in yourself again. Have a wonderful day and write to me when things get too much, dont ever give up hope.... BEES.
  8. Dear Elizabeth. I am very sorry for your loss. Today is just another sunday in the lifes of so many and to you and me it is a day of the deepest sorrow and pain. Today four weeks ago, I lost my cat Nemo. He was my everything, my companion though the worst and th ebest times in my life. He showed me unconditional love no matter what. Nemo was my best friend and when ever I thought I could'nt go onin life, he was there for me with his loving ways, giving me hope. He cuddled with me saturday night at the age of only seven ( he would have turned seven one week after his death ) and we found him dead the next morning next to my daughters bed. He had gone from us without any reason. He was healthy, had the best food, loved and really well taken care of. Regular vet visits, special healthy treats only the best of everything and he died, without any warning, without any cause. I can not tell you how I feel. I did'nt have a chance to hold him through what ever caused his death, I could'nt reasure him one more time of how much I loved him and I could'nt cuddle him one more time to comfort him and show him how much he meant to me. He was gone and all I am left with is the WHY??? I took him to the Vet the next day, woh told me thathe might have died of a stroke or an a brain bleeding. How this could have happened to a perfectly health cat is not expalinable, but that is the only answer that I got. This has been the hardest thing that has ever happened to me. I do not know how I made it though the last four weeks. All I do is cry, however I can manage to go to work now and when the silly question is asked if I am doing better now, I can pretend to be doing just fine. Which of course is crazy, how could I be doing better or fine, after four weeks. I will never be doing great, I know that, I lost something so dear to my heart, however I know that I will be able to celebrate his life one day without breaking down every time when I think of him. I have done a bunch of little things to help myself get at least to the point where I still feel like I am alive. I have gotten a big pot of self drying caly on the first sunday after I lost my baby and I made my family sit down and every one of us had to make a figurine of our Nemo the way we remebered him the best and the way we loved him the most. I write a journal to him every day, just to tell him how much I love him and what he means to me...yes I use the present tense because those felling are here to stay.... and today, one moth after he had to leave me, I am going to plant a beautyful tree in my back yard that will blume every year in april and I will put a bird bath underneath it, because Nemo loved to watch the birdies in my yard. I also have a guest book webside online for him, where friends from around the world can share pictures and poems about him. All this is been helping me a little bit, it is still unbelivable for me and the tears just keep on flowing wheen I think of him, but I can finally eat and get out of my house again and learn to live with that hole in my heart that will never be filled again. I dont know if I will ever go out there and look for another kitty again, I know there are so many animals that need a good home, but I cant think of anyway that I would'nt try to compair any animal to my Nemo and that would"nt be fair to the New Guy. I have a little doggie here at home that was Nmeos best friend and altough I do love him very much, he is not my Nemo, who was my soulmate aon four furry legs, he is a sweety but if I feel that way about him, how would I feel about a new kitty ?The time is just not right and might never be. I will understand you and everything you are going through, today and in the future. If you need someone to talk to, let me know. It helps to cry to someone that understands and that loves our furry friends more than some humans..... sorry to say that....I am sending you all my love in this time of sorrow. Dont give up, you will get through this, it will take time and effort, but you do survive it and you will be a stronger person for it. With lots of Love for you and you Angel in Heaven... Bee !!!!!
×
×
  • Create New...