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Still Trying to Cope
Oct. 16th, 2012 03:14 pmI want to write up something beautiful and grand, but it hurts my heart so much that I just...
Nothing is adequate.
The level of loss to my heart is not something I can explain.
The words are ash.
Early Monday morning, around 3:30 in the morning, I lost my oldest. Vixen Sionnach was 11 and the very first pup that was ever mine. I can't have kids; there's not even the possibility. But this one...
I just can't explain how much she meant to me and my life as a whole.
She was a stray when she wandered into my life and she was my sweet, wonderful, fascinating daughter when she slipped away like the lady she was.
She'll always be with me, but I just need time to heal for the hole left behind.
Nothing is adequate.
The level of loss to my heart is not something I can explain.
The words are ash.
Early Monday morning, around 3:30 in the morning, I lost my oldest. Vixen Sionnach was 11 and the very first pup that was ever mine. I can't have kids; there's not even the possibility. But this one...
I just can't explain how much she meant to me and my life as a whole.
She was a stray when she wandered into my life and she was my sweet, wonderful, fascinating daughter when she slipped away like the lady she was.
She'll always be with me, but I just need time to heal for the hole left behind.
