Hi everyone. Sorry I've not been on here for so long - I came off most of social media to be honest, as I have just been in a different headspace.
It's been 10.5 weeks since we lost J. Not a day has gone by where I haven't cried at some point. It is less all-consuming now, but when the grief hits (and it does, every day) it hits just as hard as it did in those first few days.
I know you all understand, and I've been trying to put it into words but I'm not sure I can. He was so vital and so real and so important to my daily landscape. Having over 2 and a half months where he's not been here is just so alien. I still can't quite believe it - every now and then I go to give him the end of a sausage, or put something in his bowl. I've found myself reaching for him, just as a visceral muscle memory. Sometimes I go into a room and it hits me that the reason I've gone in, is because I was going to him.
I still remember how he felt in my arms. What it was to have him look at me. When I was sad or angry or down or just in need, he was always right there. Oh to have that again. I always appreciated him, and I loved him heart and soul, but I never realised how big the hole in my heart was going to be when he left. Nothing even comes close to plugging it.
I always thought I would have another dog when the time was right...and maybe I still will. But right now, it's only him I want and nothing else is going to come close. I just want my J and knowing that I can never have him again is just so heartbreakingly final, I don't know what to do.
This thread helped me so much in those early weeks and I want to thank you all. I'm so sad for those of you who have joined. It's a sad group to be a part of, but it's comforting to know that there are some people who get it.
I miss him so much.