A Mother’s Day Farewell
When Gideon and Mena died, we had their names carved in some small stones so we could place them in some of their favorite haunts. Sharon spends her days at work (obviously), so she hasn’t really had to face the “empty” house in quite the same way as me. And, as she pointed out, the dogs were our first kids, so it meant a lot to her to put these stones out. Yesterday we put a pair at “the pooping grounds,” the turnaround point of our usual walks along the W&OD trail. We still have some to put in the park and our yard, but these were the most special (in my mind).
Since Matthew is new to the potty-trained world we didn’t want to get too far away from a bathroom, so we parked fairly close and only walked the last 1/2 mile or so. The weather was perfect, and the rocks found their spot under a nice bunch of trees near the stream. I miss walking along that trail, but even after 7 months it feels strange to push the stroller without holding the leashes. *sigh*
The rocks are in here...
Goodbye, guys...we miss you!
What a heartbreaking post…I’m sorry for your loss. When I lost my first dog, the loneliness without him was overwhelming. I wish I’d thought of the rock idea.
I have two dogs, both in their mid-teens, who pre-date our kids. They were the centre of our universe, and now they’re just lucky to have a roof over their heads. Reading this post made me really sad, and I realize they got the short end of the stick with the whole “let’s have kids” deal. I’m sorry for your loss, but thank you for opening up my eyes. I think I’ll go home tonight and give them a good cuddle.