I am in the lull of emotions as I write this.That moment where you feel numb but sense that next wave of loss and sadness on the verge of hitting.Grief is never predicable.It’s inconsistent and powerful.For me it is clear reminder of the reality of both/and while strangely holding onto the absoluteness of death.All of this over the love I had for a dog, my sweet Fenway.Many of you have had the privilege of meeting her and she was a sweetheart though she might not first let you know.
For the love of a dog
I am in the lull of emotions as I write this.That moment where you feel numb but sense that next wave of loss and sadness on the verge of hitting.Grief is never predicable.It’s inconsistent and powerful.For me it is clear reminder of the reality of both/and while strangely holding onto the absoluteness of death.All of this over the love I had for a dog, my sweet Fenway.Many of you have had the privilege of meeting her and she was a sweetheart though she might not first let you know.