I have spent a lot of time thinking what to write for this post, how to do her justice, how to find the right words.
The truth is I can’t. There are no words to do her justice, there is no way to describe what a wonderful being she was to people who didn’t know her. To a big part of this world she will always be just a dog. To us, she was part of the pack, companion, friend, comrade in mischief.
Someone wrote me a note saying “She asked for so little, but she gave so much.” and there is more truth to that than I could ever have imagined. She brought so much joy and fun and love, and comfort. And, quite selfishly I have to say, that is one of the things I miss most, now that we are so hurt by her death there is noone to console me with a wag of the tail or a lick over my nose.
My head tells my that we have done everything humanly possible to save her, but my heart will always question if we have done the right thing, if we couldn’t have done more.
It is hard to deal with all the places where she isn’t, but I am grateful for all the things she taught me, the patience she had with me and the love she gave me.
Thank you Storm for being our doggy, thank you for having made our lives so much brighter.
xx
1 comment:
Das ist wirklich nicht schön. :(
Gestern habe ich einer Beerdigungsrede sinngemäß dieses gehört:
Über den Verlust kann nichts hinweg trösten. Man muß den Verlust aushalten.
Das Loch, die Leere, die entsteht kann nicht gefüllt werden. Aber dieses Loch lässt uns erinnern und so behalten wir unsere Lieben im Herzen.
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