Mr Jinx
***
It's been a little over a week but we can't help
but still have emotions about Jinx not being here.
Even when you know in that part of your soul
that the time had come, you still can't find
a way to accept it.
On a purely objective level, anyone outside
myself would have advised to let him go before
I did. There is much debate on both sides
amongst everyone, but this decision has
to be right for the one making it.
I don't judge anyone on when or how they
come to their choice. It's purely up to them.
Only knowing if your animal was in acute
agony would make that a totally different choice.
Jinx wasn't.
He was battling time, and he was losing.
None of us escapes it.
***
But, even though it's over and done,
it takes a long while for the heart and soul
to catch up with the mind.
***
With Grief, I find I fall into the category
who must write out my feelings.
I think somehow it helps me understand
and my hope is it may help someone else too.
Grief is such a complex & nearly taboo subject.
But it is something that touches us all.
At some point, everyone loses
someone who is the 'world' to them.
That is when you cross over into the land
of loss and you begin a journey down a road
that never ends.
I'm not saying you don't recover, I'm saying
it stays with you forever and changes you,
and you will come out differently
after you emerge from the fog of Grief.
***
And so it goes...picking up the pieces, looking
at the past, and wondering so much about
the present. I just wish that things could stop being so hard.
