To my dearest Finley.

[jaxadam]

The more I talk with others, the more I’ve come to understand that this is a process that can take years for some. I was talking with a coworker who got emotional over his dog that’s been gone for 10+ years.

It helps me feel a little less bad about how I’m managing, if anything I suppose I should investigate whether local support groups exist. There’s a lot of healing that can happen when helping others through their own grief.

Thanks guys. The perspective is much appreciated.

I couldn't get another dog for almost 5 years. Some get one immediately, I had to wait. We also had the idea of waiting until our kids were just old enough so that it could be "their" dog, but it has definitely turned into "my" dog.

 

[Trandy]

This is a pain that is unimaginable…it comes from a place we never wish to visit again.

I am so sorry.

She looks like she was a wonderful, joyful pup.

 

[newpedals]

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I picked up Finley’s ashes yesterday. The inked paw and nose print stung something fierce.

Each day is getting a little easier, but man the grief just hits so hard at times. It’s crazy how attached we get.

The greater the heights, the farther the fall.

Working on turning the page now.

We think of them as our kids. We get so much attached because unlike most humans we meet, they are so selfless. Every time they see us, they get happy. They teach us that happiness can simply be found by being in presence of each other.

My condolences.

 

[CBHScott]

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I picked up Finley’s ashes yesterday. The inked paw and nose print stung something fierce.

Each day is getting a little easier, but man the grief just hits so hard at times. It’s crazy how attached we get.

The greater the heights, the farther the fall.

Working on turning the page now.

So, so, so sorry. Take all the time you need before turning that page.

I couldn't get another dog for almost 5 years. Some get one immediately, I had to wait. We also had the idea of waiting until our kids were just old enough so that it could be "their" dog, but it has definitely turned into "my" dog.

My little guy is about 12 now, and I know that the clock is going to start ticking louder in the not-too-distant future. I am not looking forward to it, and I’m sure it will take me a good long while before I adopt another - if ever.