What a wonderful gut punch to start my day. 💙 Your "crumbs on the countertop" metaphor and your observation about the formless state of grieving someone on the periphery of our lives are incredibly spot on. Although I never met Woody, I feel as if I have a glimpse of his essence through your memories of him. Cheers to the many dogs Woody petted along the way, and to those left for all of us to love on.
So sorry for your loss. May Woodys memory be a blessing 🙏❤️🩹 sophbot
What a wonderful gut punch to start my day. 💙 Your "crumbs on the countertop" metaphor and your observation about the formless state of grieving someone on the periphery of our lives are incredibly spot on. Although I never met Woody, I feel as if I have a glimpse of his essence through your memories of him. Cheers to the many dogs Woody petted along the way, and to those left for all of us to love on.