Filling the hole of grief
This week we said goodbye to our oldest living pet Pocket, a black Dwarf rabbit. My husband and I have 11.5 years worth of love and memories welling up in the form of grief this week. It reminded me of something I wrote 5 years ago after the loss of our Kaya. I was pleasantly surprised to discover that Me from 5 years ago helped Today's Me process my grief in a more positive way so I thought I would share it with you. Pocket is the last pet we had that knew Kaya so I have included a photo of the two of them chilling together. October 2015 In addition to being a bunny mama, up until a week ago I was a poochie mama too. Our beautiful, vibrant girl Kaya left us to cross the Rainbow Bridge last Thursday. The loss of my "Poochie Girl" has left a sizeable hole in me and yet I still feel whole. Past losses have hurt far more and this doesn't quite make sense to me. How can I survive the loss of the single most influential fur-being in my life when others seemed so unbearab...