Bacca, my boy...has crossed to the bridge....

Barb, I think I cried the hardest on the day I picked up Harbour's ashes. I can only begin to imagine how hard tomorrow will be for you and Indy.

Koffoy and I are saying lots of prayers for you all and sending hugs.
 
I am so sorry to hear about Bacca, I know he will be in your heart and ours. He will be waiting for you at the bridge.
 
I thought I was over crying, but apparentely not. I've had so many customer's come into my store and give me hugs, that it seems the tears don't stop. Tomorrow I go pick up his ashes.

Then when the ground has thawed, I will bury him in my parent's memorial garden. And then maybe, I can finally put him to his well earned rest. Darling boy, I miss you so much and Indy does too! He keeps running to where your food bowl was to see if you left him any scraps! :sadsmile: He hasn't figured out it out yet...Poor Indy!

:hugs

sending our love !
 
Well, darn! Just when I think I'm starting to get a grip, I start to cry all over again

All I can say, again, is thanks again to this forum for being there with me over the last 5+ years (has it really been that long????) with my journey with my boys. It's been a roller coaster ride for sure.

And now, perhaps, I'm about to start a new journey with Indy and ??????:confused2:
 
Well, darn! Just when I think I'm starting to get a grip, I start to cry all over again...

Barb:

This reminded me of something. There are times when I remember my 1st Sheltie and I shed a tear (I lost Demetrius longer ago than the age of some of our younger members). Someone mentioned earlier that it doesn't get easier, it just gets different. Now, my tears come with a little smile. I pray that soon, your tears come with a little smile. :sadsmile:
 
Well, I picked up the ashes and put them away in a closet.

Then David came to my house and wanted to see them. He took them out of the box, and put it on my "shrine". This is my informal cupboard where I hold all my most precious memories.

I love David for doing that.....I could not quite do it myself. I was not ready to say goodbye, but that act was the final bye!
 
Hugs to you. We have our Quasar's ashes on a shelf in a hutch along with a poem on an etched stone with his picture. It was hard at first, but now we see them and it reminds us not of the loss but of the life of love.

There will come a day when you remember only the love. No other love will be the same or replace him, but others will come along with different love to be cherished in its own way and will fill you wih a new special love to help you keep going.
 
I am very sorry to be reading about poor Bacca,, i have been following barb v and her puppys for as long as we have had ours... Well hes gone to good place to play with all the rest of the puppys.... heart felt sorrow to you Barb..
 
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