April 29, 2011 (this day)

So now two are gone.

This “serenity in bereavement” thing is proving elusive.  However . . .

I’m listening to a book about attention, and the ways we pay attention.  I know that in the depths of very bad emotional pain, I long to escape it.  I often can quickly shift my attention to what in the situation demands gratitude.  So, these critters had very nice, very long lives.  Life is finite.  Theirs are over.

Yes, I guess there is some small measure of serenity there.  Small.  Today, I can’t not miss them.  They were here every day for many years, and now they are not.

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