I need him back

[Ludoole]

My beautiful boy died on May 9th. I got his ashes back on Thursday but I feel so lost without him. He was the most amazing boy and I thought the vet would sort him with antibiotics. Never imagined he was in severe heart failure. He was put to sleep on my lap.

I am struggling to feel anything for anyone else but so full of love for my boy who saw me through the death of my husband 6 years ago and more recently the death of my father.
He was my world when I had nobody but now I don't want anybody, just him....

This is my boy, back in his bed where he will stay until we are reunited

I don’t know what to say except that I know exactly how you feel. A box of ashes isn’t him.

Image didn't send last time but here he is

I’m so sorry for your loss. I dread the day this happens to me.
You obviously have a lot of love to give, so I hope you feel able to give it to another dog one day in the future 💐

I am so sorry about your boy 💙 life can be very cruel.

What was his name? Would you like to share a photo of him? X

KangarooKenny, I won't ever have another. He was my heartbeat

Sorry for your loss @Ludoole , I know it doesn’t feel like it but things will feel better in time and eventually perhaps you may even fall in love again 💐

His name was Will, aka Willsy, knobby, chicken peas.

He was beautiful. I’m so very sorry. It’s the worst thing.

So sorry for your loss. I lost my best girl last year August, I thought I would never get over the pain. It's still so painful but I can occasionally think of her without crying these days, although I still miss her or forget and think she's here sometimes. I will never have another, I don't think my heart could take it, but it very slowly gets easier.

He's absolutely gorgeous, OP 💕

He was so beautiful. My heart is breaking for you OP. Sending love x

Quite a few years ago now I lost my everything.

For such a long time, I did not want to think of a life without her.

The grief is in proportion to the love and it is all consuming when they have been your stay in the worst of times.

In time the love and memories do begin to reclaim your heart and you start to smile where before there were tears. Try to take a little bit of comfort that he knew love. Knew care. Knew a little world of happy.

It is always worse for those left behind. I love Lorca - who puts it beautifully and so much better.

It's True

Ay, the pain it costs me
to love you as I love you!

For love of you, the air, it hurts,
and my heart,
and my hat, they hurt me.

Who would buy it from me,
this ribbon I am holding,
and this sadness of cotton,

white, for making hankerchiefs with?

Ay, the pain it costs me
to love you as I love you! 🌻

it's still early days - both DH and I were waking in the night crying after we lost our dear old dog (and our cat 18 months later). You have to feel the feelings sadly - it sounds like it was an unexpected shock too.