Why Tickle? The Story Behind the Name
A month ago, today, I had to say goodbye to my furbaby, my best friend, my Tickle. It's been a rough month and everything about this still really hurts. As with any grief, I have my good days, my not-so-good days, and my really rough days. Even though today should be a rough day (I anticipated that it would be), I'm actually doing ok (for now). Every day I'm trying my best to focus on how lucky I was to have such a good girl in my life and all the great memories I have with her, instead of how much it hurts that she's gone. To continue riding that…
The Silence – Saying Goodbye and Learning How to Live without my Best Friend
Today is Father's Day, a tough day in general for me. I didn't want to publish this today, but this day is now hard for two reasons. One because I miss my dad, but two because this is the first "sad" holiday I have to get through without Tickle. Tickle not only got me through the hardest times, but she also got me through the reminders of the hard times, birthdays, and special holidays for loved ones who passed. Not only am I having to learn how to get through death without Tickle, I'm also going to have to learn to get through the hard days without her.
I sat on my computer for nearly four hours yesterday, trying to put together an appropriate post. I would write and delete and write and delete. Nothing I wrote seemed right. Nothing I wrote seemed like enough. Having someone so full of life, someone so good, pass away so suddenly at only 27, makes no sense, so why would talking about it be any different.