Dozer’s favorite seat–hubby’s lap When someone we love dies, it’s probably the hardest thing we ever have to deal with. And yet the transition is inevitable. And since everyone we know is going to leave sooner or later, and a good percentage of them will go before we take that journey ourselves, it’s a really good idea to get a solid grasp on what this transition is, what it means, where they’ve “gone,” and how we can still interact with them. The big mistake we make is avoid

Dozer’s favorite seat–hubby’s lap When someone we love dies, it’s probably the hardest thing we ever have to deal with. And yet the transition is inevitable. And since everyone we know is going to leave sooner or later, and a good percentage of them will go before we take that journey ourselves, it’s a really good idea to get a solid grasp on what this transition is, what it means, where they’ve “gone,” and how we can still interact with them. The big mistake we make is avoid

Dozer’s favorite seat–hubby’s lap When someone we love dies, it’s probably the hardest thing we ever have to deal with. And yet the transition is inevitable. And since everyone we know is going to leave sooner or later, and a good percentage of them will go before we take that journey ourselves, it’s a really good idea to get a solid grasp on what this transition is, what it means, where they’ve “gone,” and how we can still interact with them. The big mistake we make is avoid

Here's what happened. We saw an ad for a 7 month old female English Mastiff named Rosie, and we thought she might be the one. But every time we made a date to see her, the owners backed out, and after two weeks they told us they’d given her to a friend. Rosie’s job was to let us know we were ready for another dog. Then we saw an ad for some other pups, and we went to see them, but they didn’t turn out to be what we expected and it just didn’t feel right

Here's what happened. We saw an ad for a 7 month old female English Mastiff named Rosie, and we thought she might be the one. But every time we made a date to see her, the owners backed out, and after two weeks they told us they’d given her to a friend. Rosie’s job was to let us know we were ready for another dog. Then we saw an ad for some other pups, and we went to see them, but they didn’t turn out to be what we expected and it just didn’t feel right

Here's what happened. We saw an ad for a 7 month old female English Mastiff named Rosie, and we thought she might be the one. But every time we made a date to see her, the owners backed out, and after two weeks they told us they’d given her to a friend. Rosie’s job was to let us know we were ready for another dog. Then we saw an ad for some other pups, and we went to see them, but they didn’t turn out to be what we expected and it just didn’t feel right

So we’re having a difficult time here, adjusting to her not being physical anymore. However, she woke me up the next morning, just like she always has done, by standing by the bed staring at me. It felt exactly the same as it always has felt to me. It’s been our thing, the way she can wake me up without a touch or a sound, just by looking at me. And she did it again, only this time, when I opened my eyes, she wasn’t there. Or was she? I think she was. I did a deep meditation

So we’re having a difficult time here, adjusting to her not being physical anymore. However, she woke me up the next morning, just like she always has done, by standing by the bed staring at me. It felt exactly the same as it always has felt to me. It’s been our thing, the way she can wake me up without a touch or a sound, just by looking at me. And she did it again, only this time, when I opened my eyes, she wasn’t there. Or was she? I think she was. I did a deep meditation

So we’re having a difficult time here, adjusting to her not being physical anymore. However, she woke me up the next morning, just like she always has done, by standing by the bed staring at me. It felt exactly the same as it always has felt to me. It’s been our thing, the way she can wake me up without a touch or a sound, just by looking at me. And she did it again, only this time, when I opened my eyes, she wasn’t there. Or was she? I think she was. I did a deep meditation