Hey friend. Sending a big hug as you navigate your way through the mucky, weighty and lonely parts of grief. I’m here with you. My precious boy Okei died two years ago on March 20 and it turned the season upside down. Be gentle with yourself ❤️
Lori, I stepped into the deep waters of grief in October, after losing my beloved Tarzan... You captured the essence of this experience beautifully, heart-renderingly, viscerally. The absence of these family members leaves an ache that is not only hard to describe, but lonely to explain and perhaps defend to those who don't understand. I see you in the indescribable, and I'm squeezing your hand in the grief. May more sunshine and nature medicine soothe and accompany you 💔
@Phoenix Birch (they/them) I am grateful for your note. “Lonely to explain” beautifully condenses the feeling and impulse to isolate while grieving. Thank you for squeezing my hand in understanding. Likewise, I squeeze yours in memory of Tarzan. May you also feel nature’s comfort and peace.
You have a beautiful way with words, Lori! It seems a pet ignites more positive brain reactions than any human can… even our children or partners! The loss of that type of love is the deepest emptiness we can feel! Biscuit watches over you from doggo heaven! Hugs!
So true, @🎈Noemi from ME TIME 🎈… it’s comforting to envision her in doggie heaven with unlimited space to explore and sniff and chase. Everything reminds me of her and I feel her looking after us. 🐾
Oh Cuddle Biscuit…. I’m so sorry, Lori. This is such a loss and I know how hard ask of this has been for you and Cecilia. I’m sending you so much love…
Dearest Lori, I am so sorry for your loss 💔❤️ I can feel your drowning. I know the pressure. I know the depths. I see you. I hear you. I'm grateful the sunshine has kissed your skin. Holding space for you 💝❤️🩹
Hey friend. Sending a big hug as you navigate your way through the mucky, weighty and lonely parts of grief. I’m here with you. My precious boy Okei died two years ago on March 20 and it turned the season upside down. Be gentle with yourself ❤️
Lori, I stepped into the deep waters of grief in October, after losing my beloved Tarzan... You captured the essence of this experience beautifully, heart-renderingly, viscerally. The absence of these family members leaves an ache that is not only hard to describe, but lonely to explain and perhaps defend to those who don't understand. I see you in the indescribable, and I'm squeezing your hand in the grief. May more sunshine and nature medicine soothe and accompany you 💔
@Phoenix Birch (they/them) I am grateful for your note. “Lonely to explain” beautifully condenses the feeling and impulse to isolate while grieving. Thank you for squeezing my hand in understanding. Likewise, I squeeze yours in memory of Tarzan. May you also feel nature’s comfort and peace.
You have a beautiful way with words, Lori! It seems a pet ignites more positive brain reactions than any human can… even our children or partners! The loss of that type of love is the deepest emptiness we can feel! Biscuit watches over you from doggo heaven! Hugs!
So true, @🎈Noemi from ME TIME 🎈… it’s comforting to envision her in doggie heaven with unlimited space to explore and sniff and chase. Everything reminds me of her and I feel her looking after us. 🐾
Oh Cuddle Biscuit…. I’m so sorry, Lori. This is such a loss and I know how hard ask of this has been for you and Cecilia. I’m sending you so much love…
Thanks @Dakota Earth Cloud Walker. Cuddle Biscuit loved snuggling close and joining me in your meditations, particularly Rise of the Phoenix.
Dearest Lori, I am so sorry for your loss 💔❤️ I can feel your drowning. I know the pressure. I know the depths. I see you. I hear you. I'm grateful the sunshine has kissed your skin. Holding space for you 💝❤️🩹
Thank you for this, @Sherry Moldenhauer. I know you know and I’m grateful for you holding space for grieving. Sunlight helps.
Rest in Peace sweet Cuddle Buscuit! The memory of your unconditional love will never be forgotten ❤️❤️❤️
🙏 @Tami Thornberry Kidney. I still feel her … it’s like she’s resting in peace right here on the porch with me and we’re both listening to the birds.
Their perfect little souls aren’t far. We will see them all again. And I can’t wait!❤️