Yes, but you know, if I'd not lost Barkley and my brother at the same time, I'd never have written a book about them, then 3 more books, adopted Abbey or found Blogville. I think things happen in the order they are meant. I would not have Barkley today even if he had not gotten sick, but I'd not have this community, and a wall full of thank you cards from animal rescue groups, that warms my heart every day.
We have enjoyed your books and we always love visiting here. You give Mom lots of reason to ponder some of life's great mysteries. Time does help to heal that hole in one's heart, and the love seems to grow immeasurably.
It is good when you reach the point that the stories make you smile more than they make you cry. At a year and a half in, I am still teetering. Bless you.
It will be 4 years this fall since we lost Greta so suddenly. Yes the tears don't fall as easily when I think of her, there are more smiles when the memories come. Mabel has done so much to heal my broken heart. hugs Hazel & Mabel
It does take time to get to that point after losing your four-legged companion - I am getting there but the tears are still hit and miss occurrence with me since I lost Angel Shiloh in March of 2016. I love reading this since it gives me hope, especially since Miss Maizie joined my furmily last May. Mom Kim
I so understand. It still hurts, every day, but I can talk about him now without starting to cry like a little kid. The book helped, as do the stories.
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When you realize you have reached that point in grief it is bitter sweet.
ReplyDeleteYes, but you know, if I'd not lost Barkley and my brother at the same time, I'd never have written a book about them, then 3 more books, adopted Abbey or found Blogville. I think things happen in the order they are meant. I would not have Barkley today even if he had not gotten sick, but I'd not have this community, and a wall full of thank you cards from animal rescue groups, that warms my heart every day.
DeleteBless Barkley. I am sure he will be visiting you in your dreams tonight.
ReplyDeleteThank you. He is dearly missed and we continue to enjoy sharing his stories.
DeleteWe have enjoyed your books and we always love visiting here. You give Mom lots of reason to ponder some of life's great mysteries. Time does help to heal that hole in one's heart, and the love seems to grow immeasurably.
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It is good when you reach the point that the stories make you smile more than they make you cry. At a year and a half in, I am still teetering. Bless you.
ReplyDeleteEaster was tough. I lost my brother on Good Friday and Barkley a couple of weeks before that.
DeleteI am happy to see how thoroughly Abby has filled that Abby-shaped hole in your heart!
ReplyDeleteShe has. She has a completely different personality but we love her just as much.
DeleteIt will be 4 years this fall since we lost Greta so suddenly. Yes the tears don't fall as easily when I think of her, there are more smiles when the memories come. Mabel has done so much to heal my broken heart.
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Hazel & Mabel
They will always reside in our hearts. Sometimes with accompanying tears, sometimes without.
ReplyDeleteHugs from all of us, we understand.
ReplyDeleteIt does take time to get to that point after losing your four-legged companion - I am getting there but the tears are still hit and miss occurrence with me since I lost Angel Shiloh in March of 2016. I love reading this since it gives me hope, especially since Miss Maizie joined my furmily last May.
ReplyDeleteMom Kim
They do help heal, don't they. I can't imagine not adopting Abby.
Deletethe haling power of time sadly didn't work here by now... but maybe once... husg to you...
ReplyDeleteI so understand. It still hurts, every day, but I can talk about him now without starting to cry like a little kid. The book helped, as do the stories.
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