The dead live in the world around us, that love continues, lean into the rebirth of a new you in how they reshaped the old you. They live in our fragmented memories and in the way we honor them by living with their best characteristics in mind. Their love continues in us and through us as we live on. As we live on a part of them lives on. That brings me a sense of peace.
So true. And they live on in our dreams. I've had such wonderful "visits" as I call them from loved ones in spirit. They are always so joyful and when you wake up, you feel you have been with them.
I'm sorry for your loss, Jeannie. I remember how struck I was at the magnitude of losing my furry girl a couple of years ago. And I could not reconcile how my grief was not appropriate, was considered excessive, but family is family. And loss is loss. It is part of life's journey yet remains unbelievably hard.
Agree. A lot of people grieve the loss of a pet as hard as they do a person with whom they were close. Grief is grief. It doesn't have to make sense or look like anyone else's experience. I think that's been the single most gift I've given myself when I grieve: to let it be what it is and not force it to conform to what's expected.
The dead live in the world around us, that love continues, lean into the rebirth of a new you in how they reshaped the old you. They live in our fragmented memories and in the way we honor them by living with their best characteristics in mind. Their love continues in us and through us as we live on. As we live on a part of them lives on. That brings me a sense of peace.
So true. And they live on in our dreams. I've had such wonderful "visits" as I call them from loved ones in spirit. They are always so joyful and when you wake up, you feel you have been with them.
I love that! Thank you, Doreen.
I am grateful it brings peace to your heart, Lisa. Thank you for sharing that with me today and for being here.
I'm sorry for your loss, Jeannie. I remember how struck I was at the magnitude of losing my furry girl a couple of years ago. And I could not reconcile how my grief was not appropriate, was considered excessive, but family is family. And loss is loss. It is part of life's journey yet remains unbelievably hard.
Agree. A lot of people grieve the loss of a pet as hard as they do a person with whom they were close. Grief is grief. It doesn't have to make sense or look like anyone else's experience. I think that's been the single most gift I've given myself when I grieve: to let it be what it is and not force it to conform to what's expected.