Wendy, You are not alone. It took two weeks for my Bubba to die from felv and watching him slip away inch by inch was agonizing. When I think of him, I have to force myself not to dwell on the experience or else I will break down all over again.
Leah -----Original Message----- From: [EMAIL PROTECTED] [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] On Behalf Of wendy Sent: Tuesday, April 03, 2007 11:05 AM To: [email protected] Subject: OT: Small meltdown Hey guys, Why is it that even a year and a half after Cricket's passing, I can burst into tears after having flashbacks of the night he died? To a logical person (being me), it sounds ridiculous and overdramatic. But the fact remains that when I allow myself to remember what happened with Cricket the night he died, and how horrible it was, it sends me straight into meltdown. I am at work for heaven's sake. Usually, when I think about Cricket, I don't think about that one day in his life. But it seems so unfair that he couldn't have a more peaceful death. I will never forget his suffering, even knowing that he is now at rest. Why do some people's/animal's last days of their lives have to be filled with pain and suffering? I just don't understand it. I think maybe all the recent losses, and sadly there have been many, might be bringing my memories back, but maybe that's a good thing? Maybe we never really fully stop grieving, but every little meltdown we have allows us to heal a little more. Thanks for letting me ramble about my lack of understanding of the meaning of life. :) Wendy "Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful committed citizens can change the world: Indeed it is the only thing that ever has!" ~~~ Margaret Meade ~~~ ____________________________________________________________________________ ________ Get your own web address. Have a HUGE year through Yahoo! Small Business. http://smallbusiness.yahoo.com/domains/?p=BESTDEAL
