One wouldn't think that a house with a 3 and a half year old and almost 1 year old boy would ever feel empty. But it does. As I walk into our bedroom I prepare myself to step over her, but she's not there. As I walk outside to the car I expect to see her laying in the back, but she's not there. As I come into the house after being gone for awhile I expect to see her greeting us at the door, but she's not there. She's just not here.
So many people reminded me today of just how good of a dog she was. She was such a good girl.
Quinn asked this morning where Maggie's water was. I explained that she didn't need it anymore. That her body stopped working. That she had died and didn't need to eat or drink anymore. I think I forgot to tell him that she wouldn't be coming home. She wouldn't be here anymore.
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How sad! That's a very good way of explaining this to your son. I'm very sorry!
Ohhh...it makes me want to appreciate my beast more. :0(
That picture though? OMG, I want to come over and shave Liam's head so I can tape the hair to Zach's head. So freakin cute.
Just thinking about you today and hope you're doing ok. You did a great job explaining Maggie's death to your son.
I'm so sorry. So hard to explain it to them. For about a year my oldest's favorite story to tell people first thing was how one of ours got hit by a car. There were some awkward pauses. I love the hair in that photo--I want to rub my cheeks all over his head.
I felt the same way after D and I lost our first cat, Hannah. At the time we were sans kid and dog but our cat had been greeting us at the door for her entire lifetime and to come home and not have her there broke my heart. I hope you have some time to grieve.
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