For many reasons, I’ve postponed finishing this. One reason being that I am taking Jackie’s advice and living life to the fullest. I’ve been doing things I enjoy and that rejuvenate my soul. * I got the text at 2 am but I didn’t read it until 6:30 am. My mind pushed it away immediately: It’s Monday. I’ve got to go to work. I promised a friend I’d help them move a bed. I didn’t have time to grieve. I told myself I’d have time later. But my grief doesn’t like being told what to do. I’ve learned that the hard way - more than once. I cannot postpone grief without making it worse. When I push it down, I become an emotional pressure cooker. |
I accepted that I wouldn’t be able to focus at work so I took a personal day. I dug up old letters and photos and took my time with my emotions. I was glad she wasn’t in pain or struggling any longer and I am happy she’s reunited with the fur babies who had passed before her. But I am so sad that I won’t receive another letter from her or hear the way she’d say my name so excited when I called her. I’m sad the world has one less pure soul in it. I’m sad no one else will ever get to meet her.
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