Does It Ever Go Away Options

[jenn]

It's thunderstorming outside right now.. Big loud booms of thunder. Freeway hated storms. They scared him. I heard the first boom and ran upstairs to comfort him and be with him... but he's not here... I KNOW that he's gone, how could I not... I doubt there's a minute that goes by each day when he's not on my mind. So why do I still keep wanting to run to him... to comfort him and console him.. why does it still shock me so much to walk in the door and be greeted by nothing.

My best friends dad died exactly one year ago, and I'm trying so hard to be here for him as he's slipped into a deep depression about it. I feel so silly crying about a dog when he's lost his dad... How can I be strong for him when my own heart is still so very broken.

Does this ever end?? When will my heart believe what my head already so painfully knows, that he's gone and isn't coming back. When will I stop thinking I see or hear him... It's just so painful and brings back a million emotions all over again. I want to go on with my life but I feel like I can't yet. I still just want him back... he belongs here with me.

[Brigid]

Jenn, you know even though I have felt sometimes in the last week that I really am going mad I do believe this: that all things happen at their right time. We hate it (often), and rebel (frequently), and storm the gates of heaven with our protests and wonder if only we had done x, y and z would the outcome have been different. But somewhere in me I believe that the outcomes are written and they are played out exactly as the Creator wishes. I also wonder if I had just done x, y and a million other things differently would I not be sitting here crying my eyes out as I post my replies on this site. Would I instead have Ryddley next to me on the couch now, trying to eat my breakfast. But I think, sadly, that this would not be the case because God wanted her with him and he wanted her with him on the 6th of June at 18h40, exactly when he called her, just as He wanted Freeway up there with him, too. And all of the furry ones who are mourned so much by everyone else here. It IS sad, and it DOES hurt like no other hurt on earth, but I know that you would not have wanted Freeway to merely exist. He sounds like such a vital, boundy, happy pooch and I am sure that his quality of life means the world to you, too. You gotta believe, even though it's so hard and we are forced to really, really examine the point of life and all of those great questions that philosophers have been pondering since the dawn of time, that with a love as big as you and Freeway shared, you must, must, surely and absolutely be together again. As I have said before, if Heaven doesn't have Ryddley, Whiskey and all the other furries I have had in my life, then I simply ain't going!
If I could email peace and serenity and hugs I would zap all those good things through cyberspace to you and everyone on this site. But hey, if I could do that I would do nothing less than have you be with your furry friends and me with mine.
Love and peace to you
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