Sadness...and happiness
Oct. 11th, 2016 06:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alexisjaneSo, if you follow me on Facebook you might know that yesterday I had some sad news and spent most of the day weeping and moping around.
Today, I decided that I should stop feeling so sad and try to remember some happy things. This is them.
But first, the sadness.
Yesterday morning I woke to a message from our most beloved friend ephermeralk to say that on Saturday, her most beloved friend, Mr Winston, sadly passed away. He was rather old but in good spirits until he become extremely ill, extremely quickly. The decision was made, and he got to fall asleep for the last time at home, in her arms.
There were so many things I loved about Winston. He had such character! Like, he was horribly affronted if a stranger called him by name. And that he'd go off and hunt deer like my dog hunts rabbits. And then cough up their vertabrae on Epher's shoes. Or that he loved french fries and swimming. That he had a boyfreind, called Baulder. Like the first day he met Epher, he followed her around all day, and continued to do so because, as she put it, "it never occurs to him to be anywhere else". And his grumpy face. Dear god, I loved that face. So much so, that I painted it one year. And when Epher posted a picture of Winston with the picture, he looked so pissed off I had to draw that one too!
Lately pictures of him showed his grumpy face so much grayer. Great Danes don't live so long. But as I said to Epher this morning, it matters so much that we are there for the whole of their lives. We are their companions as much as they are ours. And Epher whole-heartedly belonged to Mr Winston : ) He picked her, and loved her and was by her side until his very last moment and that is something to be celebrated.
I spent a lot of time looking at Lily yesterday; at her gray face and creaky old bones. She's eight and a half this month. Her life expectancy is nine to twelve years. I try not to think about it but I do. I wonder what in the hell I'm going to do without her. But then I realized that I have no control over that. And in a way it's not important. What counts is every moment we have left together. That she's happy and loved and having the best life possible.
So, I'm everytime I feel sad, I'm going to go over to Epher's journal and look at all the lovely pictures of Mr Winston. Him as a puppy on that giant pillow, him swimming with his friends, his grumpy face, his floppy ears, and remember that his life was so happy and fullfilling and so full of love and flat out joyous...despite the grumpy face.
I don't want to say goodbye, so I'll just say...good boy ♥
Today, I decided that I should stop feeling so sad and try to remember some happy things. This is them.
But first, the sadness.
Yesterday morning I woke to a message from our most beloved friend ephermeralk to say that on Saturday, her most beloved friend, Mr Winston, sadly passed away. He was rather old but in good spirits until he become extremely ill, extremely quickly. The decision was made, and he got to fall asleep for the last time at home, in her arms.
There were so many things I loved about Winston. He had such character! Like, he was horribly affronted if a stranger called him by name. And that he'd go off and hunt deer like my dog hunts rabbits. And then cough up their vertabrae on Epher's shoes. Or that he loved french fries and swimming. That he had a boyfreind, called Baulder. Like the first day he met Epher, he followed her around all day, and continued to do so because, as she put it, "it never occurs to him to be anywhere else". And his grumpy face. Dear god, I loved that face. So much so, that I painted it one year. And when Epher posted a picture of Winston with the picture, he looked so pissed off I had to draw that one too!
Lately pictures of him showed his grumpy face so much grayer. Great Danes don't live so long. But as I said to Epher this morning, it matters so much that we are there for the whole of their lives. We are their companions as much as they are ours. And Epher whole-heartedly belonged to Mr Winston : ) He picked her, and loved her and was by her side until his very last moment and that is something to be celebrated.
I spent a lot of time looking at Lily yesterday; at her gray face and creaky old bones. She's eight and a half this month. Her life expectancy is nine to twelve years. I try not to think about it but I do. I wonder what in the hell I'm going to do without her. But then I realized that I have no control over that. And in a way it's not important. What counts is every moment we have left together. That she's happy and loved and having the best life possible.
So, I'm everytime I feel sad, I'm going to go over to Epher's journal and look at all the lovely pictures of Mr Winston. Him as a puppy on that giant pillow, him swimming with his friends, his grumpy face, his floppy ears, and remember that his life was so happy and fullfilling and so full of love and flat out joyous...despite the grumpy face.
I don't want to say goodbye, so I'll just say...good boy ♥
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Date: 2016-10-11 05:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-10-11 11:12 pm (UTC)All my love to you and ephermeralk and to her good boy ♥
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Date: 2016-10-11 11:15 pm (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 2016-10-12 11:18 am (UTC)Also for myself for not being able to meet Mr. Winston when I met
Good huntings, Winston!
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Date: 2016-10-13 07:15 pm (UTC)My thoughts are with ephermeralk and everyone who knew that adorable grumpy old soul, Mr Winston xx