Originally posted by LLoyd45
It may be sad when your dog passes on, but it isn't a life shattering event. You'll grieve, then you'll get over it, and eventually find yourself
another special friend.
Based on that criteria, nothing is life shattering. Though thank you for softening your tone, I do realize I was getting rather harsh in response.
The truth is, you do not know my reality, you do not understand, and if you are lucky you never will as that will make your life much happier.
There are some losses one NEVER truly gets over. There are some losses that cut to the the bone, that leave you thinking you are “here spending days
but its okay because eventually this is over”. When you yourself are told you are done for, when the oncologist delivers the bad news (turns out
they were useless but that is despite the point), you think of them and you dream of them and you have something to truly look forward to after the
mess is over. It’s a mix of fear and relief and the light at the end of the tunnel.
That is not faith. That is not religion. That is not morality.
That is reality.
(Sorry to get so deep all, but this touches on a core issue.)
[edit on 24-8-2008 by Sonya610]