Losing Dali during April, so quickly after we returned; was heart-breaking for me. It would have been heart-breaking at any time, but I really did believe that we had at least another good year together. It goes without saying, that she is always in my heart, and never very far away. Some days, she's everywhere. Yesterday was one of those days: seeing others walking their dogs-tears, still looking for her when I come in the front door-tears, Esplanade Bus and Streetcar-tears, and, even walking across campus and feeling what a partner she was-tears. Tears, now too. Sammie cat and I carry on. She's doing double duty in the loving, hugging and emotional support departments. One of the things that helps me move forward is to put some of our pieces in place to return to France. Yesterday morning, I checked to see what requirements exist for traveling by plane with your cremated pet. It's certainly easier than when they're alive, but you do need a certificate from the crematorium AND a special travel container that can be x-rayed by TSA. I leave you with a little series of Dali-right before we left France almost exactly a year ago.
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