Trust is not that which binds, but that which bonds.
I just wanted to drop everyone that commented, called, or emailed me with your condolences, a note of thanks. There is no way I can respond to all of you individually right now through the tears, but I read every single one, multiple times, even if it made me grieve harder. For you shared with me your joys and your own pain, with loving and losing your own pets.
There were still so many stories to be told, he was much too young to have left. Right now, I'm just hollow, and cold, I just can't get warm and this place is just so quiet without him. But I know this will pass. But in thinking it over the last couple days as I have been alone at home, I realized that I want to continue to tell those stories when I can, so many not put to paper I'm thinking it's time for a book, the Book of Barkley. It won't be next week or even next month, but as I can write again, it will be crafted, so that we can all heal, and hope
It will mean no daily blogging, just a few times a week. But for his memory, for myself, I think I need to put more of our story down, as it will never be truly over
Love - Brigid