You always think you have more tomorrows, until suddenly yesterday’s “tomorrow” never comes.
My sweet bird passed away yesterday (May 16, 2018). I am broken-hearted. She was with me for 17 years, 10 of which she was my closest companion during difficult times. She was my first “child” and loved to be kissed on the head. I kissed her goodbye last night, and cried. Today was the first day I haven’t heard her chirp in the morning when she heard me come downstairs. Nothing can prepare us for loss, no matter what or who it is we are losing.
My one wish is that I hadn’t said “tomorrow” as much as I did.
June 1st, 2018 ·
So sorry on the loss of your special loved one. You will miss her . I always try to say or co
June 1st, 2018 ·
I did not complete my post. I try to communicate what needs to be said or done because we never know if we will have the opportunity again
June 1st, 2018 ·
Yes. And thank you. I definitely miss her. It’s weird not hearing her chirp throughout the day. And you’re right about never knowing. I’ve also found, however, that when I say things, sometimes, using that mentality, it’s not always received graciously, or in the manner in which it was intended. Ahh, humans… we’re a fascinating bunch, aren’t we? 😉 xo