Greetings My Lovelies! Just checking in to let you know that, while still mourning, I am doing relatively well. The hardest parts are all the moments spent taking care of her everyday needs – food, play, attention, potty breaks etc. All that time adds up but until it’s gone, you don’t realize how much time it is. It’s also about changing habits that are so ingrained when you have animals.
But for me, it’s so much stranger because I haven’t been completely alone, worrying only about my needs for close to 30 years – living with my ex from 1993 -2018 which included five dogs over that same span of time (4 of the 5 have passed and the last is with him). And it feels weird and kind of off putting in many ways. I can come and go as I please without planning around someone else, stay away as long as I like without needing a pet sitter and all sorts of other adventures. And all it feels wrong somehow.
I guess that’s what happens when you put the needs of everyone else in your house first for 3 decades. The adjustment may take a while.
Welcome to my new normal 🤷🏼♀️.
Note: Again, thank you all for the lovely words of condolence. They truly helped when I needed it 😊.
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