The day we buried Ranger, I was comforted by numerous dogs--and a cat--at the cemetery.
What a wonderful job they are doing, greeting us heartbroken people. Helping us to move on from absolute, debilitating grief to a place of sorrowful acceptance and healthy mourning.
After the "ceremony" I sat down on a wooden bench, crying. Suddenly, I felt someone next to me. I looked right into a pair of beautiful eyes that made me smile.
Thank you my friend for sitting quietly together with me at the moment I needed someone the most.
That is healing Amore!
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