Grief of My Therapy Pet
The grief of my therapy pet has been an ongoing process
A year ago, I said goodbye to Lucia, my dog. I have been dreading yesterday since last May 8th. My grieving process is best described as complicated.
All year long I have been learning how to live without my therapy pet and companion. Loosing a family member in your daily life makes for a lot of changes, and I don’t like change! Being someone who is at home a lot and sick a lot has made me miss her in a therapeutic way that is hard to describe.
As I read back through my post from last year, the pictures of her laying with me is what I miss the most. She physically comforted and calmed my body and mind. I now lay in bed with a migraine attack and feel more alone than ever, because I am. Having her hold my hand or listening to her breathe made things less isolating and I miss her more than words can express! It feels like an actual piece of my body was stripped away and it is still taking time to heal.
The end of the post will be something I will forever be able to repost. It never gets easier. Finding people, I can talk to about her with has been really helpful. Pet grief is the same as human grief (or maybe stronger depending on the relationship). You don’t get over love in a day. You don’t get over love ever. All I can do is be grateful for the love I had and will forever hold in my heart.