09/04/2023
Sink or swim. Jumbled thoughts. All circling back to one: She’s gone. A week ago yesterday, I had to release her. And now the light has gone from my life. My identity has been so wrapped up in caring for her, being with her, trying to protect her always. To make sure she had a happy fulfilled life, as many dogs in a human society do not. Most of my anxiety nightmares were about something bad happening to her, me trying to save her. Love is worry. I’d wake up in relief and hug her, shot through with happiness that she was still here with me, that it was just a bad dream. There’s no relief this time. She protected me too, from existential despair and depression, just by being herself she gave my life meaning, purpose, and a quiet constant humming joy. She was the center of my world, my thoughts, my heart, even my sight. How I loved to just look at her in wonderment. How can you be so beautiful? She survived so much before she got to me, and after too. Impossible to accept I couldn’t have gotten her through this. Magical thinking to imagine I could. The mind rails against the truth. I know it was right to let her go, to give her peace. But it still hurts so much. This cancer came out of nowhere. Two weeks ago my focus was managing her arthritis and doing everything I could to keep her mobile and comfortable. Making modifications at home (yoga mats and rubber tiles everywhere) and devoting hours to researching treatments, supplements, strollers. And then everything changed and crashed so fast. And I can’t stop trying to find ways to blame myself. I know this is part of grief. Going over and over, what did I do wrong? Nothing. That’s life, and death. She was 15 years old. She had a really good life. I could not have been more devoted to her well-being. And yet. It feels like I’ve been shoved off a cliff into a cold and murderous sea. The weight of this grief pulling me down down. Though swimming may be far off I have to find a way to float. To continue this corny metaphor, gratitude will be my buoy and that’s what I will try to cling to in the days ahead. I just loved her so much.
Thanks everyone for holding Teagan in your thoughts and for the kind words. It helps.