How does one genuinely express the anguish and sorrow of losing either human or animal, so close, they are welded to heart & soul?
‘Can’t be done’ is my initial, empty response.
Maxine Machine – 1.6.2009 to 3.3.2017… had her paw & heart in EVERYTHING touched & built here.
Everything. All the seasons, all the ice harvesting, all the hot summers trying to keep cool, the deep winters trying to keep warm – and so much more...
Then – as though moving through fog & mist, we’re from back at the beginning to here – a harsh reality of the present – Miss M is gone – I’m left behind… On my own again.
My window views are empty & lifeless without you gurldawg. How do I deal with this? It scares me.
… More coming
I dreamt of her the other night
First since she died
She turned when I called
But didn’t recognize
Was caring for others of many shapes & size
What a glowing beauty
I’ve tears in my eyes