Grief is hard to describe. Everyone's grief is different. Pain does not stop. You wake up everyday and you find a way to deal with it. We all are on our own paths. Today, I strayed from mine and fell in a black hole. I crawled out and will continue down my path.
I am so thankful I gave birth to this magnificent human being. He touched many lives with kindness and warmth. The dog you see in the photo was a rescue dog and pretty badly treated. No one wanted him. Jon adopted hm and coaxed the sweetness and love out of this dog. His name was Domino. Domino changed many peoples' minds about pit bulls. We became his people after Jon died.
One of the funniest things that happened when Domino joined the dog tribe at my house was adapting to doxies. Our naughtiest doxie used to stand under Domino and steal his food. Poor Dom, it took him awhile to figure out the Doxie Creed. In short it reads," if something falls on the floor, it's mine."
The pandemic does force us to deal with matter we normally don't wrestle with. Some days one is overwhelmed. I return to my mantra which is I'm glad Jon is not going through this. But damn, he would have made our lives so much richer if he was still here.
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