I have been deliberately avoiding my own blog, because it makes me so sad. I am not ashamed of my grief, although some do think it a bit strange that I am so upset over a dog (the non dog owners out there). Thankfully most of my family and friends know how much Harvey meant to me – he was my world for 14 years. I still cannot go one day without shedding a tear for him.
Grief is a strange process and not one I have ever really given much thought to before. I have lost people that I loved, but never felt the intensity as I have over Harvey. With your dog it is profound sadness at what you are going to do. Then absolute heartbreak as they die in your arms. Then guilt over whether you did the right thing. Then doubt at your own capacity to have made that decision. Then acceptance that you did do the right thing. Then sadness and living with the extreme loss and a hole in your heart.
We laid Harvey to rest last week. We scattered his ashes at my father in law’s grave – they were best buddies in life so it only seemed right. As we drove to the memorial ground there was a rainbow that seemed to end right over it. I’ll take that as a sign that Harvey will be waiting for us at the Rainbow Bridge…it doesn’t take away my sadness, but makes it a little easier to bear.
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health
and vigour; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs
carrying him faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again.
The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together