Sure, we miss them. We miss being able to make new memories with them. But, do we stop loving them? Isn’t the reason we grieve because we love them so very deeply?
There is a never-ending component to love that takes different forms, but is always there.
Today is the seventh anniversary of the loss of my loved one. Many wouldn’t typically think of this as a loved one to grieve, but I did, for a very long time.
After I grieved that gaping hole he left in my life, I suddenly felt him with me again. Certainly, I couldn’t feel him physically, but I could feel his love for me.
I still say his name Out Loud, every single day, even all these seven years later. I’ll never forget the enrichment he brought into my life.
This date, June 9th, will always be a reminder of the day I started missing a wise, spiritual dog that changed my life and taught me how to live.
Below is something I wrote for the petloss support boards on the third anniversary of Piezon’s death.
Though he is no longer here physically, our connection has not been broken. When I think of him, my heart fills with love and joy, just like it did when he was with me. When something dies, why doesn’t this feeling die with it?
Because nothing dies.
All that exists is the love … before, during and after. We are all made up of that love that never dies.
My boy is alive, well and living in love where I cannot see him, at least for now.
Thank you for indulging me as I honor this date and the love connection that will never be broken between a girl and her dog.