The skies are gray. The grass is wet. The air is cold. I stare at the soil and think of Scooby’s meow. I struggle to accept that my beloved cat is gone. The bitter chill of wind seeps through the gaping hole in my heart. I thought about finding a book to help me through the grief. Jane Goodall's book,
RIP sweet Scooby. Grief is a price of love, one so many of us choose to pay when we bring cats (and other animals) into our families. I believe it's worth it, but it does hurt so much when they're gone. <3
I'm so sorry for your loss. Your post is a good reminder that grief an essential part of life, not something to be avoided. Another good book to check out on grief is Faith, Hope, and Carnage by Nick Cave.
RIP sweet Scooby. Grief is a price of love, one so many of us choose to pay when we bring cats (and other animals) into our families. I believe it's worth it, but it does hurt so much when they're gone. <3
I’m so sorry, Salman. Animals bring so much joy into our lives. I’m sure Scooby felt loved and cared for.
I'm so sorry for your loss. Your post is a good reminder that grief an essential part of life, not something to be avoided. Another good book to check out on grief is Faith, Hope, and Carnage by Nick Cave.
I’m sorry for your loss, Salman. But what a beautiful tribute!