tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27478282.post5737032833649804675..comments2024-03-05T02:40:24.107-08:00Comments on Dancing With Cancer: <br>Living With Mets, The New Normal: What's newJillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02546950250787246665noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27478282.post-70574613148907327532010-06-24T06:56:27.967-07:002010-06-24T06:56:27.967-07:00Jill,
I follow your blog regularly and always loo...Jill,<br /><br />I follow your blog regularly and always look forward to reading about the adventures of you and Rik and your wonderful dogs. I was so saddened to hear of Pumpkin's passing. What a wonderful life he had with you and in turn what unconditional love and support he gave you. The loss of this wonderful friend must, especially combined with all the other things you have going on must be tremendous and my heart goes out to you, Rik and Bobka.<br /><br />Last winter I lost my beloved mare - she had been my strength and when ever I was with her I felt like I wasn't sick any more. Losing her really took the wind out of my sails and I really declined for a while. Then with the help of my friends and a little elderly mare who needed some love, I've started crawling out of that hole and am getting better and happier. I still cry when I think of her but I think I'm going to be ok and I think with your wonderful support network and your own amazing inner strength, you will be ok as well.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27478282.post-57573836493497624762010-06-23T03:02:45.098-07:002010-06-23T03:02:45.098-07:00I understand the part about 'thinking about ev...I understand the part about 'thinking about every bite'. Don't you think, also, that blogging is like that. You have to sit down and think about things. Take a break. I think that you need one. <br /><br />I still wake up in the night thinking that I've heard my old dog wake up downstairs, and begin to walk across the floor. I always leapt from the bed and tried to get to him before he tried the stairs, because sometimes once up the stairs, he could not get back down them by himself. I'll sit up in the bed, and then I'll remember that he's gone. Still, it brings tears to my eyes, two months later.Debbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09531125606268748793noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27478282.post-66387801610413664932010-06-22T21:59:52.118-07:002010-06-22T21:59:52.118-07:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.garimahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05727329863201239629noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27478282.post-9720019489031412752010-06-22T17:16:25.245-07:002010-06-22T17:16:25.245-07:00I think you're smart to seek professional help...I think you're smart to seek professional help to get you through this time. Grief, on top of lymphedema and the elbow and the other treatments, is a lot to handle. Good luck finding one that you can see. And, know that we are all wishing you the best.Deehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16345066981389467770noreply@blogger.com