Ah, dear Barry, I thought that perhaps there was a bit more going on. The devastating loss of your lovely DiDi was truly that, devastating. But, upon reading your latest post, there it was, I suppose, the bit that brought it all together. At this stage in your life, age as well as health, you have said goodbye to not just your lovely DiDi, but to any other DiDi or Joe that may cross paths with you. Good bye to the bit of your life that gave you part of your unique definition.
But , dear Barry, all your wonderful stories about your many and varied experiences are always to be with you . I'm sure it doesn't comfort you, but you have lived in ways most could only dream of. Oh, how I envision trotting my Walka to the local pub for something cold. But, there isn't a local pub, and it simply won't be.
I very recently said good bye to my trusted and much loved girl T. Too soon, but I , like you , had to do what was best for her, not necessarily for me. But, unlike you, I have Walka, T's last foal (14 yrs old now) to occupy, no if truth be told, demand my time and energy. I haven't had to make the decision to forgo that part of my life that has been like a dream come true for me.
I can see the reality of where you are, but I can also see the experience and view that you have to share. I hope you continue to share both with us.
And Barry, if I have overstepped and presumed incorrectly, please forgive me. I, as many here, have been very concerned with the deep grief you have been dealing with and the effects it can have on health.
You are a dear soul, and I wish you peace and comfort.
Be the kind of woman that when your feet hit the floor each morning the devil says, "Oh crap, she's up!".