That night I broke into gut wrenching sobs, thinking about Brut and how I thought the second year of him being gone is going to be harder than the first. I said so to my husband, Mark. So far I hadn't been wrong. For the last couple of weeks I'd been wrestling with my past and the loss of Brut was becoming more permanent as the days wore on.
The next morning I got up and tears spilling in abundance. I couldn't stop crying. My heart was breaking every which way. They were fresh tears, tears of a new sadness with a deep grieving in my heart. I felt Brut gripping onto my soul and I couldn't understand the intensity of this grave sorrow. Even though it had been coming to a crescendo , it felt like it was hitting all at once.
I felt Brut holding my heart with Tiko by his side. Tiko was finally at peace and that was worth all the tears that fell. Little did I know as I cried for Brut, I was also crying for Tiko. It was a beautiful touch for two kindred souls that I love and miss.
May they both rest in peace and forever in my heart. Amen.
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May Tiko and his people know peace that comes from living lives entwined in devotion and love to each other. We know Brut will greet his friend over the Bridge. Feel the completeness of these connections and find comfort, not sadness.
I'm so very sorry. For your grief, for your pain, for everything. Hugs to you all.
Oh you've got me crying too. They grab onto our hearts so strongly, these gentle beautiful spirits. It is so hard to lose one who was loved and had a good life; almost even harder to lose one who didn't have the life he deserved. Tiko and Brut both sound like beautiful, powerful souls.
I am so very sorry for your pain...may Tiko be having wonderful zoomies north of the Rainbow Bridge with dear Brut. Two angels in the snow. And may you know some peace now that they are together. <3
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