When a Pet Becomes Family – And Then Leaves Us
Lately, I have been seeing numerous posts across all social media platforms about the loss of a pet.
It's the kind of grief that sneaks up on us. They sit beside us in our darkest moments and celebrate with us in our brightest.
They ask for nothing but love, and give it unconditionally.
What makes it even more painful for many of us is that our pets are the ones we can tell everything to without fear of judgment.
Our worries, our secrets, our fears. They listen, and they sit with us. And when they’re gone, it feels like a part of our soul has gone with them.
When we lost our last family pet, George, I wasn’t prepared for the depth of emotion.
The house felt quieter, emptier. I kept expecting to hear the familiar sound of paws, the gentle nudge for attention, the look that said, I’m here, and I love you.
What surprised me most was how raw the grief felt. It wasn’t just sadness, it was heartbreak. It broke us all!
And yet, in that pain, I found something beautiful - the reminder of how deeply we had loved George.
To anyone who’s lost a furry (or feathered or scaled) friend, I see you.
Your pain is real. Your love was real. And your memories are forever.
If you feel comfortable, I’d love to hear about the pet who changed your life.
Let’s honour them together.
And, let’s talk about them!