Your Pet Loss Diaries

Jun 9, 2010

by Meg Loftheim
(Lakeland, FL)

Oh how bad is this day. It is one month since our dear KC passed away in my arms at 3 am. I woke up at 3 am and went to the kitchen and sat on the floor and cried. I just feel so lost.

Yesterday I just stood in the middle of my bedroom and screamed and cried holding his blanket. I really think I am just going crazy. I am good for awhile and then something triggers memories and then I see his beautiful sad face as he left us. When will the tears stop.

My poor husband thinks I need to see a doctor. I just feel after taking care of and loving KC for 17 years my life has changed. I love him and he is always my priority but I guess I am a mom and love taking care of a little one that needs me totally.