Gone, but not Forgotten

[DAWNMERIE]

God, I just love you guys, I feel so normal in here...My Snoopy cat passed 2 years ago and I still have not cleaned the curtains of his fur. Now it's just mixed with Stash fur. I still have my Bear's collar from over 20 somewhat years ago. I miss them to this day and they are a part of me.....that is me.

 

[Erika]

I can make a Support Sticky, what shall I call it and which forum do you want it in.
This thread actually I think has been very beneficial to many of us.

Oh Angela your wonderful...... Yes its a heart warming thread. I dont know what to call it.....support and memories maybe ........what do you think???? others please chime in. This will be great.... sometimes just reading other posts makes ya feel not so alone........hugs Angela:hug::hugs:

 

[Richie]

My husband is still driving around with Oso's favorite toy, his stuffed Snoopy, in the backseat of his truck.

Oso's collar and leash are still hanging by the door and we both agree, they always will.

Joann

 

[Erika]

My husband is still driving around with Oso's favorite toy, his stuffed Snoopy, in the backseat of his truck.

Oso's collar and leash are still hanging by the door and we both agree, they always will.

Joann

that a girl!!!!!!! always in reach a sweet memory!!!! to keep you company

 

[Abbey]

I can make a Support Sticky, what shall I call it and which forum do you want it in.
This thread actually I think has been very beneficial to many of us.

How about, "Gone, But not forgotten" in the Bridge section.

 

[Ocean's Edge]

my brother Ric had a GSD our grandmother (Elm City) gave him - Margie wasn't just a 5 yr old boy's best friend, she was a family legend, and the reason my sister has GSDs - he kept her collar till the day he passed away at 53 (in a kayak accident)... her collar was buried with his ashes

they will always be a part of you, whatever soothes your heart is the right thing

 

[Richie]

The sticky could be called the "Remembrance and Tribute Society" under the Rainbow bridge?

Or "The Broken Hearted Support Group".

 

[Richie]

my brother Ric had a GSD our grandmother (Elm City) gave him - Margie wasn't just a 5 yr old boy's best friend, she was a family legend, and the reason my sister has GSDs - he kept her collar till the day he passed away at 53 (in a kayak accident)... her collar was buried with his ashes

they will always be a part of you, whatever soothes your heart is the right thing

OMG! That just brought even more tears to my eyes. How amazing.

 

[KS Newf]

I cannot take Gloria's down either, and may well never take it down. Be gentle with yourself and know we all understand, sadly, only too well. God bless you as you cope with this loss. What a wonderful furkid mommy you were/are.

 

[Erika]

its so wonderful to see all the loving humanity here, everyone rallys to support another and even those who have not lost a luv this yr are by our sides with love and kindness. I come here because I hurt missing my boy and leave feeling so much better and hoping I have lent a gentle touch to someone elses heart. Thank you everyone.

 

[Newfs Forever]

Maybe under Rainbow Bridge? Since, that what this is all about.

Thanks, Angela! It's a great idea.

 

[KodysGrandma]

Tears again reading as I look out the window and wonder which little stars they are.

 

[Angela]

This was Richie's "Disloyal" thread, with Joann's permission I have changed the title and used the one Abby suggested. Hope that meets with everyone's approval. It is now a Sticky for all to add their thoughts, memories etc to.

 

[Garden_girl]

Lovely title, and thank you, Angela!

 

[Richie]

Richie and I were just going over the instruction manual, reading about all the features on the new TV. Apparently the TV has a sensor and in the event a child gets too close the TV will turn itself off and sound a "warning alarm". ( I kid you not).

Well, that just sent Richie and I into fits of laughter. OMG! I can't imagine what Oso would have done with that! First, the "warning alarm" would have probably sent him careening into our laps. Or, when he realized the TV was off, that indignant look over his shoulder at us to say "Hey, wattcha doing?! I was watching that!"

It was great to laugh at him again. Oops, but now the tears are starting again. Goodnight.

Joann

 

[Ocean's Edge]

A great thread, and a wonderful title

 

[Erika]

many thanks Angela

 

[2Paws]

This is a wonderful idea. We've lost so many this year.... our Winston on New Year's Eve.

A friend of mine just sent me this poem that struck a chord within me. I wanted to share it here. I think many of us can relate to the poem's message. The author, Emily Dickinson became a recluse in her young adult years. Her trusted companion was a newfoundland named Carlos.

And if I go, while you're still here...
know that I live on,
vibrating to a different measure
behind a thin veil you cannot see through.

You will not see me,
so you must have faith.

I wait for the time when we can soar together again,
both aware of each other.

Until then, live your life to its fullest
and when you need me,
just whisper my name in your heart,
....I will be there.

emily dickinson


Even though it's been 2 years since I had to say good-bye to my Benson, I know he comes to me everytime I think of him. I don't know if it gets easier as time goes on......I think we gradually adjust to the shift in the relationship as it changes from physical to spiritual....but it never goes away.

 

[AngusMcDubhsMom]

And if I go, while you're still here...
know that I live on,
vibrating to a different measure
behind a thin veil you cannot see through.

You will not see me,
so you must have faith.

I wait for the time when we can soar together again,
both aware of each other.

Until then, live your life to its fullest
and when you need me,
just whisper my name in your heart,
....I will be there.

emily dickinson


Even though it's been 2 years since I had to say good-bye to my Benson, I know he comes to me everytime I think of him. I don't know if it gets easier as time goes on......I think we gradually adjust to the shift in the relationship as it changes from physical to spiritual....but it never goes away.

That poem just did me in. I pass Ms. Emily's house every day on the way to work and I can see her strolling in the gardens with Carlos. Thank you and thank you, Angela. That's a perfect title for this thread.

 

[2Paws]

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