A sad insight about loss
Jun. 2nd, 2007 04:49 pmMove along if you're not feeling reflective.
I woke up this morning and like every morning, peered down at my legs before I rolled over. I was looking for Reg to make sure I wasn't about to kick him in the head. I then went to the bathroom and looked over, expecting Reg to be sitting at the threshold, for he'd sit there, waiting, and when I was done, he would then lead me towards the front door where he'd ask to go out.
Walking down the hall, I looked to one bedroom, then another, my eyes automatically scanning the beds for that big orange fur ball and the happy, come-hither look he always had. Before I turned down the hallway, I glanced down to be sure I wasn't about to kick any cats laying in wait at the crossroads.
Breakfast? I decided on tuna because the cats hadn't had the treat of tuna juice for a while. With a shock I realized I could add onions to my meal as Reg would not be sharing any of it.
It occurred to me that a hundred times a day we modify our behavior to make room for someone we live with. My decisions were not compromises but small choices that said "I love you" and "I want to make you happy."
It's those one hundred little jolts each day where I realize I no longer need to look before I move, or choose my dinner based on Reg's preferences that shock me, make me pause. I think that's why the grieving process takes so long. The wound can't scab over if it's constantly being picked at. We have to wait until we change our patterns and are no longer leaving room for someone else.
This epiphany is probably old news for many of you, but it was new to me and I wanted to note it down.
I woke up this morning and like every morning, peered down at my legs before I rolled over. I was looking for Reg to make sure I wasn't about to kick him in the head. I then went to the bathroom and looked over, expecting Reg to be sitting at the threshold, for he'd sit there, waiting, and when I was done, he would then lead me towards the front door where he'd ask to go out.
Walking down the hall, I looked to one bedroom, then another, my eyes automatically scanning the beds for that big orange fur ball and the happy, come-hither look he always had. Before I turned down the hallway, I glanced down to be sure I wasn't about to kick any cats laying in wait at the crossroads.
Breakfast? I decided on tuna because the cats hadn't had the treat of tuna juice for a while. With a shock I realized I could add onions to my meal as Reg would not be sharing any of it.
It occurred to me that a hundred times a day we modify our behavior to make room for someone we live with. My decisions were not compromises but small choices that said "I love you" and "I want to make you happy."
It's those one hundred little jolts each day where I realize I no longer need to look before I move, or choose my dinner based on Reg's preferences that shock me, make me pause. I think that's why the grieving process takes so long. The wound can't scab over if it's constantly being picked at. We have to wait until we change our patterns and are no longer leaving room for someone else.
This epiphany is probably old news for many of you, but it was new to me and I wanted to note it down.
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Date: 2007-06-03 02:46 pm (UTC)It is a long process and it really is the little things that cause the biggest stab.
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Date: 2007-06-04 04:29 am (UTC)Thanks for the hug. I wish you good luck in finding housing. It's horrible how rental properties don't want to allow pets. Some of my coworkers have rental property and it's the *people* that cause the most damage, hands down.
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Date: 2007-06-03 02:55 pm (UTC){{{{{{{{{HUGS!}}}}}}}}
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Date: 2007-06-04 04:36 am (UTC)He had had a life threatening illness 5 years ago. Since we felt we were on borrowed time, we made sure to give him lots of hugs and attention, more so than any other beloved pet we've had. I think we kinda got addicted to giving him affection. We certainly are showering the other two with love. Brindle is loving it. Scooter I think has been depressed. He was Reg's own little harpy and without Reg to set the day's events, he's just been sleeping all the time and he looks lost. Poor lil guy. Extra hugs for him.
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Date: 2007-06-04 04:50 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-06-04 05:22 am (UTC)Did you see the latest Pirates film? There was a brilliant line in there: "Nobody move! I've dropped my brain!" *g* I plan on using that on occasion.
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Date: 2007-06-04 05:27 am (UTC)No, haven't seen the new Pirates movie yet. If I'd had any brains, I'd have gone tonight, but I don't have any, so I guess that's that. Next weekend is a no-go. If it's still in the theatres a couple of weekends from now, I guess I'll see it then. But that's a great line.
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Date: 2007-06-04 05:41 am (UTC)The film is almost three hours long, so be prepared when you do go. Overall I enjoyed it but I won't go see it again.
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Date: 2007-06-04 05:21 pm (UTC)I found the Ori an overwhelming threat yet boring. Only Bridge could manage that. I think they fall back on "action" until the show is a bit more like a comic book while completely short sheeting the interactions between the characters and providing motives that the viewer can feel viscerally.
Do you watch Heroes? That is a show that has imput by comic book writers yet they stay focused on family bonds and character interaction.
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Date: 2007-06-05 01:19 am (UTC)Love "Heroes". Yeah, SG1 could have taken a page from their book by being a bit more character-oriented and a little less explosives happy.
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Date: 2007-06-03 03:34 pm (UTC)>>>It occurred to me that a hundred times a day we modify our behavior to make room for someone we live with.
You said this so beautifully. More hugs!
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Date: 2007-06-04 04:42 am (UTC)I probably should have said "to make room for someone we love."
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Date: 2007-06-03 03:41 pm (UTC)I have come to think of the little jolts as reminders of how much I loved him, and when that happens, although it hurts, I realize that it *should* hurt, and that he is being honored in my heart each time I remember, and he is not forgotten.
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Date: 2007-06-04 04:52 am (UTC)I think the knowledge that I'm honoring his memory will come a little later; right now there is just a terrible feeling of loss.
You lost Wheelz in late February, didn't you? Terrible to deal with that while you went through all your health problems. :(
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Date: 2007-06-05 01:02 am (UTC){{HUGS}}
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Date: 2007-06-03 05:30 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-06-04 04:55 am (UTC)He was euthanzised on May 11 when the vets found a cancerous mass in the back of his mouth that was preventing him from eating and giving him trouble breathing.
The tail is no more.
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Date: 2007-06-04 03:17 am (UTC)It's been two and a half years and I still find myself doing things because I used to do them that way for Jessie. Even though I now have Maggie, who is so different (and who has her own little quirks.)
I kind of like it though. And sometimes, it feels like Jess is still there, doing whatever it is that I adapted my behavior to. It's kind of comforting, in an odd way. It took a while to get to that point though.
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Date: 2007-06-04 05:15 am (UTC)One nice thing is that Brindle picked up a few of Reggie's habits. He saw it was okay to purr long and loud. And he saw it was okay to let us hug him and love him (Brindle was like the stubborn, hurt little orphan when he first came here.) So, it's comforting to see a bit of Reg live on.
I have to admit that I go to his favorite spot and go through the motions of scratching his ear and back, and instead of burrowing my face in his fur, I whisper to him how much I miss him. Some habits are very hard to break. And I know you're right about it just taking time.
Thanks for the hug. :)