Even my dog, Shilo seems sad today. Who says animals don't know. They do. They sense. Today I have to go and set up hospice for my Dad so he can come home to die. Where do I find the strength? The tears run down my cheeks just typing this. But does time heal? I don't think so. Events happen- related to people so important to you, or those you so loved so strongly in the passed and lost. Time blurs the memories, but there is always a nebulous ache deep in your heart and a void-like space left in your gut.
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