Please Help With This Unbearable Grief. Options

[ginosmom]

Gino was our beloved yellow lab. He loved everything - life, people, animals, food. He was happy. He was healthy. He was 9 years old.

While in Vancouver with my twelve-year-old son yesterday, Gino and my schnauzer Zeke (best buds) were in the care of my neighbor as they often are when we are out of town. We received a call when still5 hours driving time away that Gino was dead. The neighbor left for the store for 20 minutes and returned home to find Gino had suffocated inside a bag of cat food he'd gotten into. THere was no reviving him.

As we drove frantically home, I was hysterical and not believing what was said. I sent many people, including our vet, up to the house. All confirmed....Gino was gone.

Gino was my best friend. He has been by my side through the darkest times of my life. My divorce. So many things. He and my son grew up together from puppyhood and toddlerhood. He was full of life. He had two cruciate ligament replacement surgeries over the last 2 years, upwards of $10,000, to repair his blown-out knee joints. After each surgery, he was happy. He was like a new dog each time. He never complained about wearing a cone on his head or taking his medicine or limping. He was always just happy.

I had taken him to the dog park every day last week. He ran in the field and swam in the creek and rolled on his back in the grass. I promised to take him to the beach lots this summer, as I've been so busy with my work. THese are all now things we'll never get to do.

I don't understand.

I read through these grief pages and feel compassion for everyone who lost a pet, but what I read is of old pets and sick pets. Not my Gino. He was not old. He was not sick. He had so much life left to live. Why did this happen? WHy did I go away? Why did I leave him?

I DIDN"T EVEN GET TO SAY GOODBYE TO HIM. I didn't tell him I loved him. But I did. Oh how I did.

He was my friend. He kept me safe on the 12 acres of property I live on by myself. My other dog is still with me but nothing is the same. It will never be the same. Can anyone help?

Everyone says they can't imagine what I feel. That isn't helping. I need to hear that others have experienced this grief, this TRAGIC grief, this accident, and that life somehow moved them forward. I can't imagine.

Today we went to the vet's office where his body had been taken. I wasn't going to see him but I had to, to say goodbye. He had been wrapped in plastic and put in the freezer, covered in a blanket. I lay beside the mound of beloved dog that was no longer.......just the body, but the body of the dog I loved with all my heart. THe dog I could've been better to, could've done more for, could've appreciated more. I took for granted he'd always be here. I lay beside him and wept and said goodbye and said thank you. The body smelled badly. I wish I hadn't seen that or smelled that. That isn't my Gino.

Please help me and my son, anyone. Not by saying I have a right to feel sad or that you can't imagine my pain....but something, anytthing that will help. Thank you.

[moon_beam]

Hi, ginosmom, please permit me to offer you my sincerest sympathies in the physical loss of your beloved Gino. Losing a companion is never easy regardless of the circumstances or how long we are blessed with the privilege of their company. Losing a companion so tragically intensifies the grief.

Ginosmom, this grief journey is one of the most painful experiences you will know on this side of eternity. When our companions come into our hearts our lives are changed for the better. They become the center of our universe as they are entirely dependent upon us for their every need - - feeding, exercising, emotional support, grooming, medical care. When they precede us to the angels our lives are changed again. We are faced with the incredibly daunting task of re-inventing our lives that no longer includes the physical care of our companion - - and this is both an emotionally and physically painful adjustment to make. It isn't accomplished overnight, or in a day, a week, a month - - or even 6 months. This grief adjustment journey can only be traveled one day at a time, sometimes one moment at a time, and it can only be traveled in your own way and in your own time.

Although each of my beloved companions' journey home to the angels was due to end stage terminal illness, for different tragic events I have had in my life I do understand how this tragedy with your beloved Gino has deeply shattered your heart, and I fully understand how you feel when you say that nothing will ever be the same. I do not know "why" tragic events happen, ginosmom. However I do know that love is eternal, and I know NOTHING will ever separate you from the eternal love bond you share with your beloved Gino. Since love is eternal it also continues to be a living and growing presence. Even though your beloved Gino's precious physical body is no longer with you, his sweet Living Spirit IS and always will be. He is forever a part of you, ginosmom - - he is forever a heartbeat close to you.

I know this doesn't help you NOW when your heart is filled with the deepest seering pain of sorrow. I know there are no adequate words in any language that can truly be of comfort. I can only hope that the words I share with you will eventually offer you some measure of comfort, support, encouragement and hope as you travel your grief journey. One of the many things you need to remember is that you are not alone, ginosmom. Each of us do understand the deep sorrow you are feeling, and we are here for you for as long and as often as you need us.

Thank you so very much for sharing your beloved Gino with us. Perhaps sometime you will feel up to sharing a picture(s) of him with us - - but only when / if you want to. Please know you are in my thoughts and prayers, ginosmom, and that I look forward to knowing how you're doing.

Peace and blessings,
moon_beam