I just wanted to post here since it hasn't been quite a month since Hamish passed and so I'm certainly feeling pretty lousy this holiday season...doesn't help that this has always been my favorite time of year...but I'm in no mood for Christmas at all this year. The house seems so empty
But reading the posts here helps somewhat because I know I'm not alone in experiencing this.
Sorry for the somewhat depressing post; this has been a difficult week and I just wanted to tell someone.
*edited* I remembered this quote I happened to stumble upon in a book by storyteller Joseph Bruchac a few days after we lost Hamish, and out of all things it was this that gave me the most reassuring feeling; I figured I'd share it since it gives me a slight lift in spirits and it might help anyone else who has lost a dog:
"But here, in the land where my Abenaki ancestors hunted with their dogs for thousands of years, to dream of your dog does not mean that illness will come to you [as it does in some cultures]. It has only meant, for me, a reassurance that I will see again those dogs that I loved. It means only that I, like so many other human beings whose lives are brief, have dared to care for creatures whose years on this earth will always be fewer than our own." ~ Joseph Bruchac