This morning, my sweet boy came into my room looking for someone to go downstairs with him… because we no longer had his daily furry protective companion to do the job. It hardly seems like a day to do a craft for the season.
Or maybe a craft if what we need… Continue reading Day 2: Craft
It wasn’t the plan, but then nothing this season will be as planned. Yesterday we said goodbye to our faithful friend, companion and protector. We spent the 24 hours prior pouring as much love into him as we could, and unless Husbeau has removed them–his bowls are still in their place in the kitchen. Coming home to an empty house last night overtook Girly and I; and everyone piled into the Big Bed to try to find some kind of comfort and safety in the mess of tears and anguish. I dosed everyone with 2 drops of Star of Bethlehem Bach flower remedies just in case it could diffuse some of the trauma and grief of losing our best friend. Continue reading Day 1: Remembrance