My 11-year-old Dog, Ginger died on December 5th. I intended to write here. Perhaps share something about grief, a subject I’m pretty well-versed in and have been since my Mom died in 2013.
Loss and Grief. They’re funny creatures. I wanted to write. I wanted to share. But somehow, my feelings were just too private. Too big in that moment to share with anyone else. They belonged to me. The loss was my own, and it wasn’t for public consumption in that moment. It was almost like I Could Not share them. Like my arms were locked around my sad heart, and the unlocking wasn’t possible in that moment. [Read more…] about A Short Something About Grief