A Broken Heart

On August 13th 2019... my heart broke. There have been many trying things that have happened in my life but on this day, so far the hardest day I lost my little man, Oliver. It's not that it came as a surprise. We had known for over 4 months he had cancer of his spine. The sadness had overwhelmed me during this time watching him deteriorate. The sadness in his eyes the last week could be unbearable. That is when I would just hold him. We spent the day together, we snuggled, he had some water and a little food. He cried any time I left the room even to get him water. He was happy when Shane got home. He wagged his tale. Shane sat with him about an hour later he crossed the rainbow bridge.

Here is where I am. I cry every day. I try to hide it but mostly I function between sadness and anger.  I try to keep my head down and get my job done while at work. We have had some household changes with the addition of my wonderful father in law moving in. I feel bad because I struggle to keep myself together when I'm home. I find myself hiding my sadness. I miss my constant companion. 

He came into my life June 6th 2008. We took walks everyday, enjoyed the beach, and he loved going on car rides. Every time I came home he would run up to me and I would ask" where's my hug?" and he would jump into my arms. He would supervise my yard work and inspect when I was done. We enjoyed our time in the hammock and the yard bed. He slept with me every night, and got up to see me start my day. Now there is just an empty space.  I love our other fur babies but the bond is not there. They are independent, enjoy their space, and I just miss him...

I am going to Seattle at the end of the month to have a glass memorial made with some of his ashes. In October I hope to release his ashes on his favorite beach so he can forever run in the sand. My fuzzy little man, Bubbie, Oliver...♥️😞💔