Dreams / First Spring

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I lost a parent when I was ten, to this day I remember those dreams I used to have for years afterwards.
I am with the othes who said that those dreams will be missed down the road and are now a way to learn to copy with such a loss.
Very seldom do I now dream about my Dad coming back, but when I do I smile afterwards/

So sorry you're going through this, it's sad
 
So very, very sorry for your loss. It brought tears to my eyes.

I lost my tiny beloved Sheltie Neechee two years ago tomorrow. He was 17.5 years old and had a massive stroke and seizure. He died in my arms.

I dream of him constantly, even now. My dreams are different now, because he speaks to me. He tells me he is waiting for me at Rainbow Bridge, but it's gonna be a while before we are back together. I want to touch him so bad, but I usually wake up and realize I'll never be able to touch him again in this life.

I am a believer in the afterlife - Heaven and hell. I believe that dogs will be in Heaven and we will be reunited with ALL our loved ones - even the pets who have passed on before.

I have another Sheltie now. I love her and she loves me, but it just isn't the bond that Neechee and I had. I may never have the same kind of bond with any other dog in my life, but that won't prevent me from having Shelties around me.

The first year is always the hardest. If you can possibly stand to, it might be time for you to have another dog. It does help the healing.
 
A belated THANKS to everyone, for their kind and compassionate replies.

Today is my Sheltie Angel's birthday; the first since his death. He would have been sixteen. It's really hard...
 
I am so sorry that your heart is aching. It's something we can all relate to; Your email brought tears to my eyes and it's been almost 3 years since I lost my beautiful MoJo at 16 years old.

Little by little your heart will open up~you almost don't have to look. He or she will find you. Three months after losing Mo my husband said "just look at the picture on Petfinder". It seemed so soon...I just kept that picture up and went back to look at it every now and then....

A week later, we rescued our wonderful Pantouffe and she was helping me heal my heart. Eight months later, Mr. B appeared on my back porch from a Detroit rescue and sealed the deal.

It's been bliss ever since....

Hang in there~:hugs
 
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