Rust and dust..

Si gata, cica s-a mai pus capat unei suferinte...iar eu am ramas cu'n gol imens in stomac. Nu reusesc deloc sa inteleg cum reusim sa trecem peste pierderile sufletesti, defapt problema este ca eu nu pot sa depasesc astfel de momente. Rugina si praful se astern pe lucrurile ei...Castronul ei cu mancare, patutul ei, jucariile ei par nefolositoare acum. Nu stiu cum sa accept momentele astea cand trebuie sa fi tare si sa mergi mai departe. Mereu pierdem o bucatica din noi in astfel de situatii. Uneori ma intreb cata suferinta poate duce o simpla inima? As vrea sa nu imi mai pese asa tare, sa inteleg ca orice are viata are si moarte..Insa nu pot gandii decat ca imi lipseste rau. Imi lipseste respiratia ei de catel batran, imi lipseste sunetul labutelor ei pe parchet, imi lipseste sforaitul ei.. Sa speram ca timpul le vindeca pe toate...

She's gone now. And all I feel is an empty hole.I know that the suffering has ended for her, but still it hurts like hell for me. I wonder when and how we heal after we lose someone we love? Rust and dust is what she left me staring at, her bed, her food bowl, her toys..It's getting harder every time. I had lost so much in life, but when I lose an animal a piece of me is dieing. And I wonder how much I can take. I wish I could just STOP caring so much. I wish I could understand that everything that  lives has to die. But the only thing I can think now is that I already miss her so much. 15 years she was there for me, but now she's gone. I miss her stinky breath, I miss the sound of her paws on the floor, I miss her snoring. :) They say that time heals everything..I hope so!

Motto-ul de azi : “You know, sometimes the world seems like a pretty mean place. That's why animals are so soft and huggy.”