I got my cat Pretty when she was 5 weeks old, shortly after a breakup and having my tubes tied. She became the children I would never have. She was my world, she meant everything to me. Every important decision I made, I considered how it would affect my Pretty.
About a week and a half ago, she started acting differently. I took her to an Emergency Vet who did liver and kidney tests and said that she seemed fine, she was probably just overly tired from the extreme heat wave we were going through. She gave me stuff to do sub-q injections and sent us on our way. She quickly got worse and I took her to her regular vet. He said she was dying, but she wasn't quite there yet. So he gave me some pain pills and sent me and Pretty on our way. Two days later, it was painfully obvious to me that she needed to be put down. I felt terrible because she looked horrible, none of the beautiful angel that I loved so much was there anymore. I made the decision in the middle of the night so I laid down with on the floor holding her paw in my hand all night. First thing the next morning on the fourth of July, my beautiful loving angel went to heaven. I held her while the vet gave her the medicine and she put her arm on my arm. I told her she was going to be okay and that I love her and will always love her and I cried and cried. I had asked the vet to leave me alone with her as soon as he knew and he did. I was holding her little body talking to her, trying to say goodbye in the best way I could.. But her head kept flopping around and I felt so bad. I keep seeing that image in my head. I keep thinking I was selfish and I should have done something sooner. I can't go into my bedroom because that was her room, not mine. I can't stop thinking about how I could have helped her sooner and how I am never going to be able to love anything the way I loved her again. My best friend (who has been such a wonderful help to me throughout this whole thing) keeps telling me to stop torturing myself with that what if's, but I just can't help it.
I love my Pretty so much and I just want her back. My life has no meaning any more. I feel guilty eating, I feel guilty smiling, and the couple times I have laughed have eaten at me like you would not believe. I don't know what to do. The vet won't send her little body out until Monday because of the holiday. I so desperately want to go back to the vet and hold her one last time. I know she's not there anymore, it's just her body but I don't care. I just want to hold her and kiss her little head and tell her how terribly missed she is and that I will always love her.
Everybody keeps telling me that everything I am feeling is normal and I don't care. It doesn't feel normal, it doesn't feel right. I just want my baby girl back. Click to view attachment
Full Version: Loss Of An Angel
Dear Pretty's mom
My computer has a glitch and erased a long message of hope and love to you about Pretty and the Perfect World. I'll try to recreate it when I get back from church. Meanwhile, know that Pretty is NOT gone, you just can't see her. And that her prescious spirit is right therre beside you where it has always been.. If I could take your heart in my hands and wash away the pain, believe me, I would.
Hang on, Pretty's mom. I'll be back soon.
Gretta and Rufus's mom
My computer has a glitch and erased a long message of hope and love to you about Pretty and the Perfect World. I'll try to recreate it when I get back from church. Meanwhile, know that Pretty is NOT gone, you just can't see her. And that her prescious spirit is right therre beside you where it has always been.. If I could take your heart in my hands and wash away the pain, believe me, I would.
Hang on, Pretty's mom. I'll be back soon.
Gretta and Rufus's mom
Hi, Pretty's Mom, please permit me to add my sincerest sympathies in the physical loss of your beloved Pretty. Losing a companion is never easy regardless of the circumstances or how long we are blessed with the privilege of their company. Euthanasia is the last gift of love we can give to our companions at great sacrifice to ourselves so that they can be restored to their former youthfulness in the company of the angels.
Pretty's Mom, please let me try to offer you some words of comfort and encouragement. This grief journey is filled with many different emotions that can overwhelm us all at one time. It is a journey that is frequently referred to as a horror roller coaster ride. One of the many emotions we ALL experience is guilt / remorse, and it is one of the hardest emotions to reconcile - - for it is based on retrospect of all the things that didn't quite make sense at the time we were noticing "something different". You did what any one of us would do when you noticed for a fact that your beloved Pretty was not "right." You took her to an emergency vet who could not make a definitive diagnosis. Still knowing that your beloved Pretty was not well you took her to her primary veterinary care provider who, sadly, gave you the news that none of us ever want to hear.
Our companions are very adept at disguising how they are feeling. This is a genetic trait they still carry with them that they have inherited from their wild cousins - - any sign of illness / injury must be disguised as long as possible for showing any sign of weakness for whatever reason makes them easy prey. Unfortunately this trait is of little help to us - - their human caregivers and veterinary care providers. As with human medicine, so it is with veterinary medicine - - all the medical tests in the world can be administered but they do not always lead to a definitive diagnosis UNTIL the illness has established itself in the physical body. For our companions, sometimes veterinary medicine can provide treatment to help restore a good quality of life, and sadly other times, as is the case for your beloved Pretty, the only thing that can be done is to ease their journey home to the angels.
This grief journey is one of the most painful experiences you will know on this side of eternity, Pretty's Mom. It is a journey that cannot be reconciled in a minute, an hour, a day, a week, a month, or even 6 months - - for you are now on a journey that is filled with all the "first withouts" and the memories of "this time yesterday, last week, last month, last year" to endure. It is a journey that can only be traveled one day at a time, sometimes one moment at a time, in your own way and in your own time. But I promise you, Pretty's Mom, that one day when you least expect it you will find yourself thinking of your beloved Pretty and you will feel your heart fill once again with the warmth of all your treasured memories and you will find yourself smiling - - truly smiling - - and this is what your beloved Pretty wants for you.
But until this time comes for you in your grief adjustment journey, please know you are not alone. Each of us here do understand what you are going through, and we are here for you for as long and as often as you need us.
The good news in the mdist of all this pain is that the love bond you and your beloved Pretty share is eternal - - it is not restricted to the physical laws of time and space. Your beloved Pretty's sweet Living Spirit continues to share your earthly journey as she always has and always will - - for she is always and forever a part of your heart and memories, Pretty's Mom - - she is always and forever a heartbeat close to you.
I do know from first hand experience that when our hearts are entrenched in deep sorrow there are no adequate words in any language that can soothe the seering pain that is both physically and emotionally debilitating. Still, I hope and pray that the words I share with you will be able to offer you some measure of comfort, support, encouragement, and hope as you travel your grief adjustment journey.
Thank you so much for sharing your beloved Pretty with us. She is so adorable. Please know you are in my thoughts and prayers, Pretty's Mom, and please let us know how you're doing.
Peace and blessings,
moon_beam
Pretty's Mom, please let me try to offer you some words of comfort and encouragement. This grief journey is filled with many different emotions that can overwhelm us all at one time. It is a journey that is frequently referred to as a horror roller coaster ride. One of the many emotions we ALL experience is guilt / remorse, and it is one of the hardest emotions to reconcile - - for it is based on retrospect of all the things that didn't quite make sense at the time we were noticing "something different". You did what any one of us would do when you noticed for a fact that your beloved Pretty was not "right." You took her to an emergency vet who could not make a definitive diagnosis. Still knowing that your beloved Pretty was not well you took her to her primary veterinary care provider who, sadly, gave you the news that none of us ever want to hear.
Our companions are very adept at disguising how they are feeling. This is a genetic trait they still carry with them that they have inherited from their wild cousins - - any sign of illness / injury must be disguised as long as possible for showing any sign of weakness for whatever reason makes them easy prey. Unfortunately this trait is of little help to us - - their human caregivers and veterinary care providers. As with human medicine, so it is with veterinary medicine - - all the medical tests in the world can be administered but they do not always lead to a definitive diagnosis UNTIL the illness has established itself in the physical body. For our companions, sometimes veterinary medicine can provide treatment to help restore a good quality of life, and sadly other times, as is the case for your beloved Pretty, the only thing that can be done is to ease their journey home to the angels.
This grief journey is one of the most painful experiences you will know on this side of eternity, Pretty's Mom. It is a journey that cannot be reconciled in a minute, an hour, a day, a week, a month, or even 6 months - - for you are now on a journey that is filled with all the "first withouts" and the memories of "this time yesterday, last week, last month, last year" to endure. It is a journey that can only be traveled one day at a time, sometimes one moment at a time, in your own way and in your own time. But I promise you, Pretty's Mom, that one day when you least expect it you will find yourself thinking of your beloved Pretty and you will feel your heart fill once again with the warmth of all your treasured memories and you will find yourself smiling - - truly smiling - - and this is what your beloved Pretty wants for you.
But until this time comes for you in your grief adjustment journey, please know you are not alone. Each of us here do understand what you are going through, and we are here for you for as long and as often as you need us.
The good news in the mdist of all this pain is that the love bond you and your beloved Pretty share is eternal - - it is not restricted to the physical laws of time and space. Your beloved Pretty's sweet Living Spirit continues to share your earthly journey as she always has and always will - - for she is always and forever a part of your heart and memories, Pretty's Mom - - she is always and forever a heartbeat close to you.
I do know from first hand experience that when our hearts are entrenched in deep sorrow there are no adequate words in any language that can soothe the seering pain that is both physically and emotionally debilitating. Still, I hope and pray that the words I share with you will be able to offer you some measure of comfort, support, encouragement, and hope as you travel your grief adjustment journey.
Thank you so much for sharing your beloved Pretty with us. She is so adorable. Please know you are in my thoughts and prayers, Pretty's Mom, and please let us know how you're doing.
Peace and blessings,
moon_beam
Oh Pretty’s mom
My heart is crying because of your deep grief at the home-going of Ms Pretty. You did EVERYTHING right, Pretty’s mom. Everything. First of all you NOTICED that something wasn’t right with Pretty. That’s significant because so many of our fur-babies hide their illnesses until the very end and then they just go home. And you sought out vet care and did exactly as these experts said to do. And then you did the VERY BEST thing that you could have done for your Ms. Pretty – you stayed with her during her homegoing. She went home in the arms of the one who loves her most on earth. The voice she hear was that of the one she loved most on this earth. And you got to hold her as long as you wanted, telling her what a truly good cat she is, how much you love her and how much she means to you. All of these things, though they pierce your heart right now, are tremendous gifts both to you and to your precious Miss Pretty. And, Pretty’s mom, they are the supreme acts of not only love but courage on your part.
Now, of course, your life, your house, your yard, your block – EVERYTHING seems empty. The love of your life is gone. But, Pretty’s mom, Pretty is NOT gone. She has gone to the home from which all of us came and to which all of us, animal AND human, will one day return – the Perfect World. Soon you will get a message from MoonBeam – sort of the mother of this site – who will explain much better than I can – about how humans live in a sensory world. If we can see or hear or taste or touch or smell something, we call it real. If we can’t, we call it gone. But that’s NOT true. Every one of us has a spirit. You, Pretty, me, every one of God’s creatures. Your heart is crying because it LOOKS like Pretty is gone. But she lives – she’s in the Perfect World, where she is in the prime of her life, where there is no pain or illness or sadness, where God’s animals romp in the just-right sunshine, eat the best food, have thousands of friends-each talking non-stop about how wonderful their moms and dads are -,drink crystal clear water, and sleep on the soft green grass.
Even more, Pretty’s mom. Animals (and probably people, too) in the Perfect World can be in two places at once. Their spirit is right there where they were when we could see them. Pretty is right there beside you, looking at you, guiding your steps, protecting you, and, most important, loving you. I used to write this only half-believing it until I lost my dog Rufus ( a half back lab – half Newfoundland) last spring when I was half a continent away. We only lived together (he was a rescue) for 21 months, but I can feel his spirit around my house very strongly still. When I go into the kitchen and open some food package, I think, “Oh, I’d better be quiet or Rufus will hear and come and want some.” And the only thing missing is the actual SOUND of his toenails on the hardwood floors. Right now I can sense him sitting down under my right elbow just waiting for me to get done with whatever I do at this goofy black board with the little TV.
Pretty’s mom, you are in the shock-and-awe time. You feel like your heart has been shot with a high-powered rifle and you’re bleeding to death. And it has. But no heart can endure this level of pain for very long. Sometime, maybe weeks, maybe months, maybe even a few months, the rifle-shot pain will subside and an ache will form in your heart (I guess that’s why they call it “heartache”). This will stay with you a long, long time, maybe forever. Some people say this ache will be replaced with happy memories of your fur-baby, but this hasn’t happened to me yet. My first dog, Gretta, the kindest chocolate lab who ever lived, went home two and a half years ago and my ache for her is still there.
You are in exactly the right place, Pretty’s mom. Everyone here has gone through this, one of the most painful experiences this side of heaven. Every person’s grief journey is unique. Your job is to do what YOU have to do during this awful time in your life. And I DO mean anything. I was so sad after Gretta went home that I slept on her big orthopedic dog bed for more than a week. Sometimes I do that now because I miss them both. No one here will criticize you or tell you what you “should” or “shouldn’t” do. Your grief has never been seen on this earth before and never will be again. But we are a band of brothers and sisters who, each alone, could easily be bent and broken but who, together, supporting each other with understanding and love can stand forever.
Welcome to the LS family. I just wish the price of admission weren’t such awful suffering.
Good night, Miss Pretty. If you see a chocolate lab with a white muzzle nearby the entrance, it’s my Gretta. She’ll show you around or just lie quietly with you as long as you want. And remember, your mom is the BEST!
My heart is crying because of your deep grief at the home-going of Ms Pretty. You did EVERYTHING right, Pretty’s mom. Everything. First of all you NOTICED that something wasn’t right with Pretty. That’s significant because so many of our fur-babies hide their illnesses until the very end and then they just go home. And you sought out vet care and did exactly as these experts said to do. And then you did the VERY BEST thing that you could have done for your Ms. Pretty – you stayed with her during her homegoing. She went home in the arms of the one who loves her most on earth. The voice she hear was that of the one she loved most on this earth. And you got to hold her as long as you wanted, telling her what a truly good cat she is, how much you love her and how much she means to you. All of these things, though they pierce your heart right now, are tremendous gifts both to you and to your precious Miss Pretty. And, Pretty’s mom, they are the supreme acts of not only love but courage on your part.
Now, of course, your life, your house, your yard, your block – EVERYTHING seems empty. The love of your life is gone. But, Pretty’s mom, Pretty is NOT gone. She has gone to the home from which all of us came and to which all of us, animal AND human, will one day return – the Perfect World. Soon you will get a message from MoonBeam – sort of the mother of this site – who will explain much better than I can – about how humans live in a sensory world. If we can see or hear or taste or touch or smell something, we call it real. If we can’t, we call it gone. But that’s NOT true. Every one of us has a spirit. You, Pretty, me, every one of God’s creatures. Your heart is crying because it LOOKS like Pretty is gone. But she lives – she’s in the Perfect World, where she is in the prime of her life, where there is no pain or illness or sadness, where God’s animals romp in the just-right sunshine, eat the best food, have thousands of friends-each talking non-stop about how wonderful their moms and dads are -,drink crystal clear water, and sleep on the soft green grass.
Even more, Pretty’s mom. Animals (and probably people, too) in the Perfect World can be in two places at once. Their spirit is right there where they were when we could see them. Pretty is right there beside you, looking at you, guiding your steps, protecting you, and, most important, loving you. I used to write this only half-believing it until I lost my dog Rufus ( a half back lab – half Newfoundland) last spring when I was half a continent away. We only lived together (he was a rescue) for 21 months, but I can feel his spirit around my house very strongly still. When I go into the kitchen and open some food package, I think, “Oh, I’d better be quiet or Rufus will hear and come and want some.” And the only thing missing is the actual SOUND of his toenails on the hardwood floors. Right now I can sense him sitting down under my right elbow just waiting for me to get done with whatever I do at this goofy black board with the little TV.
Pretty’s mom, you are in the shock-and-awe time. You feel like your heart has been shot with a high-powered rifle and you’re bleeding to death. And it has. But no heart can endure this level of pain for very long. Sometime, maybe weeks, maybe months, maybe even a few months, the rifle-shot pain will subside and an ache will form in your heart (I guess that’s why they call it “heartache”). This will stay with you a long, long time, maybe forever. Some people say this ache will be replaced with happy memories of your fur-baby, but this hasn’t happened to me yet. My first dog, Gretta, the kindest chocolate lab who ever lived, went home two and a half years ago and my ache for her is still there.
You are in exactly the right place, Pretty’s mom. Everyone here has gone through this, one of the most painful experiences this side of heaven. Every person’s grief journey is unique. Your job is to do what YOU have to do during this awful time in your life. And I DO mean anything. I was so sad after Gretta went home that I slept on her big orthopedic dog bed for more than a week. Sometimes I do that now because I miss them both. No one here will criticize you or tell you what you “should” or “shouldn’t” do. Your grief has never been seen on this earth before and never will be again. But we are a band of brothers and sisters who, each alone, could easily be bent and broken but who, together, supporting each other with understanding and love can stand forever.
Welcome to the LS family. I just wish the price of admission weren’t such awful suffering.
Good night, Miss Pretty. If you see a chocolate lab with a white muzzle nearby the entrance, it’s my Gretta. She’ll show you around or just lie quietly with you as long as you want. And remember, your mom is the BEST!
I wanted to say thank you for your comments. I have been trying to type a response, but every time I try I start crying again.
Dear Pretty's Mom
Don't worry about it. I still cry every morning when I write to my doggies. Just know that Pretty and I arre with you and that you can do or not do anything (that isn't immoral, illegal or dangerous
at YOUR pace.
Gretta and Rufus's mom
Don't worry about it. I still cry every morning when I write to my doggies. Just know that Pretty and I arre with you and that you can do or not do anything (that isn't immoral, illegal or dangerous
at YOUR pace.Gretta and Rufus's mom
The last several days have been so incredibly hard, I never would have known the death of an animal would leave me with such a raw feeling emotionally. Tomorrow is going to be a really hard day for me. I got a call from the vet a little while ago that my Pretty's ashes are ready to be picked up.
I have been so looking forward to getting her ashes, but now that I can I am left with fear of my reaction to them. I feel so guilty and I feel like her ashes are just going to remind me of my guilt.
I miss her so much and I feel the pain of her loss so acutely. Most days I feel like I am never going to feel happiness again.
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I have been so looking forward to getting her ashes, but now that I can I am left with fear of my reaction to them. I feel so guilty and I feel like her ashes are just going to remind me of my guilt.
I miss her so much and I feel the pain of her loss so acutely. Most days I feel like I am never going to feel happiness again.
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Because of the holiday, we went to the Emergency Vet. The vet that had never seen Pretty or I before sent me a card with a handwritten note. The note said, "I hope you will find comfort in knowing you provided a home full of your loving care for Pretty for many years. My thoughts are with you." Just that simple thought and kind words mean so much to me and it does bring me some measure of comfort. I will be forever thankful for such a thoughtful and kind gesture.
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Hello Pretty's mom
My strength wiill be with you as you go to pick up Precious Pretty's earthly remains. It's a very hard thing to do. I wept for aa long time in the Vet School when I got my Grstta's ashes and found they had made a plaster paw print cast. Keep them close to you. Even though it will hurt A LOT every time you look at them, after a while you will be glad you have something physical to bind you to her forever. There are some places on the net that make beautiful soft pillows with pockets for the ashes. (I think the one I used in Florida is actually not doing this any more, so use another one if you decide to do this.)
Precious Pretty is looking down with love from the perfect World and wishing you a day oof peace and calm.
Be well, my friend.
Gretta and Rufus's mom
My strength wiill be with you as you go to pick up Precious Pretty's earthly remains. It's a very hard thing to do. I wept for aa long time in the Vet School when I got my Grstta's ashes and found they had made a plaster paw print cast. Keep them close to you. Even though it will hurt A LOT every time you look at them, after a while you will be glad you have something physical to bind you to her forever. There are some places on the net that make beautiful soft pillows with pockets for the ashes. (I think the one I used in Florida is actually not doing this any more, so use another one if you decide to do this.)
Precious Pretty is looking down with love from the perfect World and wishing you a day oof peace and calm.
Be well, my friend.
Gretta and Rufus's mom
Gretta and Rufus's Mom,
I just got back from getting the ashes. They really went far over and above any of my expectations. There was a little thing with Pretty's paw print in it, that really means alot to me to have that. I haven't been sleeping well at all the last several days, but now that I have her ashes home with me I find that I am completely exhausted. I am going to take lay down and hope that I sleep for the next 24 hours!
I just got back from getting the ashes. They really went far over and above any of my expectations. There was a little thing with Pretty's paw print in it, that really means alot to me to have that. I haven't been sleeping well at all the last several days, but now that I have her ashes home with me I find that I am completely exhausted. I am going to take lay down and hope that I sleep for the next 24 hours!
Hi, Pretty's Mom, thank you so much for sharing with us how you're doing. Yes, getting our beloved companion's ashes back is a two sided coin: on the one side it can be a relief to have them home again where they belong yet the other side of the coin is that this is yet another painful "reality check" that they are no longer with us in the physical form our hearts and arms long for.
I am so very glad you received a card from the ER vet, and that you are finding this to be of great comfort and reassurance to you. What the ER vet wrote is very true, and your beloved Pretty is eternally blessed to have you for her Forever Mom.
I hope today is treating you kindly, Pretty's Mom, and that you will have a peaceful evening blessed with your beloved Pretty's sweet Living Spirit to comfort you. Please know you are in my thoughts and prayers, and please let us know how you're doing.
Peace and blessings,
moon_beam
I am so very glad you received a card from the ER vet, and that you are finding this to be of great comfort and reassurance to you. What the ER vet wrote is very true, and your beloved Pretty is eternally blessed to have you for her Forever Mom.
I hope today is treating you kindly, Pretty's Mom, and that you will have a peaceful evening blessed with your beloved Pretty's sweet Living Spirit to comfort you. Please know you are in my thoughts and prayers, and please let us know how you're doing.
Peace and blessings,
moon_beam
Although having her ashes back here at home with me brings me comfort, it is also a very strong reminder that I will never be able to hold her again. Every time I think of her, I tell her I love her out loud. I miss my angel desperately. My friends are treating me as though there is an expiration date on my grief and I passed it already. That's fine, I just won't bother them with how I am feeling. That makes me sad, but what else can I do? I wanted to share the picture of her paw print that I got, I keep rubbing where the print is. It's been tough, but I think that I am slowly dealing with this better. I will never get over it though, never.
I was trying to attach the picture, but it was too big.. I had to crop the heck out of it, I hope it's clear enough to see.
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I was trying to attach the picture, but it was too big.. I had to crop the heck out of it, I hope it's clear enough to see.
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Hi, Pretty's Mom, thank you so much for sharing with us how you're doing, and the wonderful pawprint cast of your beloved Pretty. I know having this is a great comfort to you.
Although clinical professionals recognize that the physical loss of a beloved companion is as painful as the physical loss of a human family member or friend, and that the grief journey is identical, unfortunately and sadly most of society, and sometimes the people who are closest to us geographically and emotionally, do not. This is one of the many reasons why this wonderful forum is here for us to be among people who genuinely know and understand what each of us is going through in our grief adjustment journeys. There are no "expiration dates" here, Pretty's Mom - - we are here for you for as long and as often as you need us.
Pretty's Mom, contrary to the jargon of society that includes the words "closure, getting over, moving on", etc., when a person experiences a loss, from first hand experience I can tell there is no such thing as "closure, getting over, moving on" in our grief journey. Rather it is a matter of "adjustment" to the "new normal" that no longer includes the physical presence of our beloved companions - - and human loved ones. The words "closure, getting over, moving on", etc., were developed during the early 1970's when hospice was first being developed here in the United States, and as a result of the books written by many psychologists at the time. Yes, life goes on - - painfully so at first - - bills get paid, jobs get done, laundry is washed, etc., - - but even when we come to a point in our adjustment journey when the deep sorrow eases and we find a "newness" in our hearts, there will ALWAYS be a place in our hearts that still long and yearn for our beloved companions who are now with the angels. This is called LOVE - - and love is eternal - - it is not restricted to the physical laws of time and space - - there is no "closure, getting over, moving on", etc. with love. One day the deep sorrow in your heart will ease - - but the love bond you and your beloved Pretty share is eternal.
I hope today is treating you kindly, Pretty's Mom, and that you will have a peaceful evening blessed with your beloved Pretty's sweet Living Spirit to comfort you. Please know you are in my thoughts and prayers, and please let us know how you're doing.
Peace and blessings,
moon_beam
Although clinical professionals recognize that the physical loss of a beloved companion is as painful as the physical loss of a human family member or friend, and that the grief journey is identical, unfortunately and sadly most of society, and sometimes the people who are closest to us geographically and emotionally, do not. This is one of the many reasons why this wonderful forum is here for us to be among people who genuinely know and understand what each of us is going through in our grief adjustment journeys. There are no "expiration dates" here, Pretty's Mom - - we are here for you for as long and as often as you need us.
Pretty's Mom, contrary to the jargon of society that includes the words "closure, getting over, moving on", etc., when a person experiences a loss, from first hand experience I can tell there is no such thing as "closure, getting over, moving on" in our grief journey. Rather it is a matter of "adjustment" to the "new normal" that no longer includes the physical presence of our beloved companions - - and human loved ones. The words "closure, getting over, moving on", etc., were developed during the early 1970's when hospice was first being developed here in the United States, and as a result of the books written by many psychologists at the time. Yes, life goes on - - painfully so at first - - bills get paid, jobs get done, laundry is washed, etc., - - but even when we come to a point in our adjustment journey when the deep sorrow eases and we find a "newness" in our hearts, there will ALWAYS be a place in our hearts that still long and yearn for our beloved companions who are now with the angels. This is called LOVE - - and love is eternal - - it is not restricted to the physical laws of time and space - - there is no "closure, getting over, moving on", etc. with love. One day the deep sorrow in your heart will ease - - but the love bond you and your beloved Pretty share is eternal.
I hope today is treating you kindly, Pretty's Mom, and that you will have a peaceful evening blessed with your beloved Pretty's sweet Living Spirit to comfort you. Please know you are in my thoughts and prayers, and please let us know how you're doing.
Peace and blessings,
moon_beam
There is not a day that I don't still cry about Pretty.. But it's getting less and less, which leaves me with another kind of guilt. Does this guilt ever end? I know it's only been 2 1/2 weeks, but sometimes it feels like it's been a lifetime and sometimes it feels like it was five minutes ago.
I made a video in memory of my Pretty. If anybody is interested in watching it, I would be honored to share my Pretty with you. ♥
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rAPbx1Bv7Uc
I made a video in memory of my Pretty. If anybody is interested in watching it, I would be honored to share my Pretty with you. ♥
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rAPbx1Bv7Uc
Hi, Pretty's Mom, thank you so much for sharing with us how you're doing, and the wonderful video of your beloved little girl. My heart aches with yours as you endure the deep seering pain of sorrow in your heart in this phase of your grief adjustment journey, but I promise you it will not always be this way. Please let me reassure you that it is perfectly normal for your tears to gradually diminish - - there is no guilt with this - - it is the natural course of this grief adjustment journey. Does this mean you will never cry again for the sorrow of not having your beloved Pretty physically with you? Absolutely NOT - - for even 10, 15 - - 25 - - years down the road you may be thinking of your beloved Pretty and you will feel a mist come to your eyes and a lump in your throat and a sad feeling in your heart -- but ALL of this is very normal - - for we will ALWAYS miss the physical presence of the ones we love who precede us to eternal joy. The good news is that the deep seering pain of sorrow DOES ease so that we can begin to focus on the many treasured memories we have with our beloved companions - - and this is what your beloved Pretty wants for you, Pretty's Mom.
Thank you again so very much for sharing your video of your beloved Pretty with us. SHe is so adorable, and you are so blessed to be her Forever Mom - - and we are blessed with the privilege of sharing with you your treasured memories of your beloved little girl. I hope today is treating you kindly, Pretty's Mom, and that you will have a peaceful evening blessed with your beloved Pretty's sweet Living Spirit to comfort you. Please know you are in my thoughts and prayers, and please let us know how you're doing.
Peace and blessings,
moon_beam
Thank you again so very much for sharing your video of your beloved Pretty with us. SHe is so adorable, and you are so blessed to be her Forever Mom - - and we are blessed with the privilege of sharing with you your treasured memories of your beloved little girl. I hope today is treating you kindly, Pretty's Mom, and that you will have a peaceful evening blessed with your beloved Pretty's sweet Living Spirit to comfort you. Please know you are in my thoughts and prayers, and please let us know how you're doing.
Peace and blessings,
moon_beam
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