I miss my dog!

I never had children…at least not human ones.  My pets are my kids and one recently died.  I am sadder than I even know.  Funny how the emotions show up when you least expect them to.

 

Marilyn was a beautiful American Eskimo and yes, I named her after Marilyn Monroe for obvious reasons.  She was so pleasing to the eye and even more so to my heart.  I rescued her 14 years ago.  I was married at the time and she rounded out our family…man, woman, cat & dog.  Perfect.  When I was divorced, I got custody thank God.  That was nine years ago and Marilyn has taken care of me ever since.  She gave me purpose lost by a marriage ending.  I had a reason to come home gleefully every night so she could greet me.  I got to walk her 4 times a day.  The neighbors must wonder where we have been.  I wish someone would come and ask me.  I want to talk about her.

 

I stop and tell people when I see them.  Now I am letting the universe know that she has left the neighborhood. 

 

I think she let me go.  I think she knew I would be okay on my own now.  I recently found purpose in my life, something I have searched for all my life.  She must have known that although I will miss her madly that I have a reason to get up in the morning now other than to walk her.

 

This is Thanksgiving Day weekend.  Marilyn died 2 weeks ago.  Her absence has really hit me these past 4 days at home.  It’s weird.  I realize I need to get out more.  I got a few long runs in.  My loving cat Sally has comforted me greatly and she started eating more.  I think she knew Marilyn was sick.  And let’s face it; she loves all the attention she is getting.

 

Grief is so intangible.  It can’t be explained, only felt and dealt with individually and personally.  I am thankful to have had her in my life.  I am glad I have had these few days to feel my loss.  After all, she was my little girl. 

 

 

 

In loving memory.