Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Buddy is Home

I collected Buddy's ashes today. Such a small box to contain a dog with such an oversized personality. I'll be honest, it was difficult being there. A family was leaving as I arrived, grief etched on their faces, so my composure dissolved before I'd even walked through the door. But the women who worked there were lovely, hugs and Kleenex were passed around, and I got through it. They really are angels, doing the work they do. It's so appreciated by those of us who are grieving and not quite in our right minds.

As I drove away, I looked down at the clock and it read 11:11. (My sisters and I joke that when we see 11:11 on the clock, it's our Nana saying hello from the other side.)

Hi to you too, Budster. You're home now, little guy.


nightsmusic said...

Awwww. Now, I'm sitting here at work with tears streaming down my cheeks, and my coworkers want to know if I'm okay. How do I explain it's not me, I'm hurting for you. So sorry, Pam. Really. But as long as he's in your heart, there's a part of him that's still alive. Huge virtual hugs from me.

Ian Elgert said...

Sorry for your loss Pam. Was just reading your blog, as I do once every few months, and felt sad for your loss of Buddy. Pets are so much a part of our respective families and they're surely missed when they leave us. It's been a while, hope you and Doug are still diving!

(Ian - Sandals Fanatic)

klasieprof said...

OH MAN THAT JUSWT SUCKS. So sorry about your loss. In case you haven't seen it...I love this:
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.




Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

Author unknown...

A Novel Woman said...

Yes, Ian, still diving. Grenada next!