I brought Curly's ashes home last night. [View all]

[MarianJack]

When I got into the car I held the little box to my heart and wept. I learned 50+ years ago that when you have pets, they WILL eventually get sick, get old and die. But that doesn't make it any easier when they do.

I still feel this enormous hole in my heart. I believe that this death has hurt me more than any other pet's loss in my life. I'm not going nearly as far as this, but I remember in 1963 when my grandfather's dog of 22 years, Pepper, died, he lost all will to live. I often heard my mom and aunts & uncles recounting hearing Grand Pop saying that his dog was dead and he didn't want to live anymore. He was gone within a few months. I certainly don't go as far as that. In fact, I want to get another doggie again BECAUSE of how much I love Curly.

But DAMN, this still hurts like Hell. I didn't know that I could cry this much in 5 years, let alone 5 days! I keep remembering how VP Biden saying how eventually the memory will bring the smile before it brings the tear. I know that this will eventually come, but God damn, it hurts now.

I love and miss my little boy.

Thanks for reading.

PEACE!

RESIST!