Day 3 without Bruno
I have to give myself a pat on the back today. I’ve only cried one and a half times so far today. Once, as I was in the shower as I contemplated leaving the house to get much needed groceries. The half, when I managed to stop myself after only a few sniffles and tears had welled up, and composed myself by forcing me to think of a “happy” memory of Bruno; thus, the “half” cry.
Each day I’ve gone back & sought comfort in the scrapbooks, photo albums, and hundreds of pictures on my iPad.Browsing through them helps me feel closer to him and somehow propels me through THAT tough moment until the next one comes along.
The days seem to drag on and the hours seem to last forever. So much time suddenly freed up. Once again, I must adjust to a new, new normal. Or perhaps back to just “normal”? Who knows.
(sniff,sniff)
Okay…Another half cry.
Bringing the total to two.
When I read in your forum post that Bruno had passed, I cried for you and with you. I fell in love with him from the first moment that I read your blog. I felt that I knew him and I was oh so inspired by his journey. I could feel the love you had for him with the words that you wrote. I can also feel the pain you are feeling since you have had to say goodbye.
I look at Bruno and I see my Cadence. There is no greater love than the love of an American Bulldog. You gave the greatest gift of love to Bruno by being by his side at the end. He knew how much he was loved.
When it is time for Cadence to make her final journey, I can only hope that Bruno will be waiting for her and showing her the way.
Please know that you are in my thoughts.