Meadow wrote:
...But when my pet died I grieved unbearably for two years before it even started to lessen a bit, and don't relish the thought of losing another any time soon.
i have had a similar experience, my twin boys (cats) went a year apart after having them for six and seven years respectively... i saved them as kittens from being destroyed.
one became very ill (was possibly baited by a cruel neighbour) and succumbed to liver failure, and my other little guy just went missing after i moved 1000km (600 miles) south in my state... i don't think i could bear the experience of loss again. i was very sad... on both occasions i remember bawling (tears) that i just wanted my boys back.
in contrast to this; a work colleague, mentor, and good friend died due to a brain tumour at the relatively young age of 32. he was a fit and healthy person, his death was sudden and certainly unexpected. the only indication that something may have been wrong was that he was suffering from strange headaches in the weeks leading up to his death.
he was found unconscious... i was there when his Mother, Sister, and Fiancée allowed the Doctors to switch off his life support, i was at his funeral... no tears. not one. no emotion. nothing.
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