My aunt Gail gave me a blingy cardinal necklace for Valentine's day to always remember Misty. In turn I gave it to Misty. She loves it A cardinal is a representative of a loved one who has passed. When you see one, it means they are visiting you. They usually show up when you most need them or miss them. They also make an appearance during times of celebration as well as despair to let you know they will always be with you.
I'm actually doing really really well. Help from my grief counselor Help from my Life Coach And Help from my hf family got me through it all
Of course. Love is all around. I just plod on and try to support those that have suffered as I have. But mine is blood relatives, to lose my hubby would be the end of me. Stay strong for Misty. xxxx
Just read this post and found it really moving, I've seen a lot of death in my time, and major injury, I always feel it bad when I lose a dog, they're my family, although it sounds awful I wasn't that upset when my mum passed on, although it did hit me later. It sounds like you did one hell of a job there Pete, and If you look at it, amongst all the sadness, there's humour, the fact that she gave you a list of unfinished jobs to do, I hope you did finish them, because I'm sure there's an afterlife and she's probably up there watching you. Take care my friend.
Pete, that was beautiful, brother! You’re a man with a heart of gold and a man that I strive to become someday-Serious about that!!
Wow... I virtually never cry and if I do its behind locked doors where no one can see me. I was raised to suppress my emotions. but I'll admit reading through this thread had me crying my eyes out. It was both heartbreaking and heartwarming and gives me a whole new perspective on @Pete's Draggin' Your adoration for your late wife is beautiful it's the kinda thing love stories are about. And your ability to still live life and not let this destroy you is pure courage. My father died when I was little and all of a sudden my mom is a 28 year old widow with an 18 month old baby. She responded by hunkering down. She went to work and she was a mom. And that was her identity for many years. She never went out, she never dated. At the time I didnt think anything of it. But now she is remarried to a wonderful man and shes happy. Things are good and shes in a good place now. But I always thought that she could have had happiness sooner. She didnt have your courage and she let my dad's death stop her life in its tracks for almost 20 years. You're both sweet and admirable.
Tuesday May 26th 2020 was my last grief counseling session. I've gone through all the riggers of healing my broken heart. I no longer have any depression, stress or anxiety about losing my wife Misty. My grief counselor and I hugged our last session together and said our goodbyes. She's very proud on how I recovered and how well I've bounced back stronger than ever. I'll miss my counselor very much, she was like a mom to me. Three years of counseling totally paid off. It was worth every session.
Living room ceiling fan/lights are off, but there's a very very dim flickering coming from all 4 bulbs. Misty likes messing with lights to let me know she's around. I talk to and praise her when I notice these types of things happening. This just made my day.