I had found 3 flat stones a few weeks ago. I knew I wanted to do something with them for your memory garden, but I was not exactly sure what that was. For some reason, I kept putting it off. I thought about, My TY GUY, I love Ty and even I <3 u. I just left them sit in the garage. Today has been a rough one for me buddy. I am not so sure why. It is not an anniversary of anything. I am just missing you so much today. I have gotten out your box and held your collar to my face and buried my nose into your bag of fur and bawled my eyes out. Funny, nowhere else could I admit I did this. I sat outside on the rock beside your garden and it hit me. I had found 3 rocks. I knew exactly what I would do with them. The plaque has been in there since I made the garden, but I don’t think the inscription was readable. So true! Hurts, but it is so true. I have found pennies and dimes for the last 2 days. This morning the soap wrapper was drug out of the trash. I know Lucy was probably the culprit, but it made me think of you. Oh, to hug you again. To feel those ears of silk, to see those kind eyes looking at me. I hope you are having the time of your life at the bridge. I now know when I get the courage and knowhow to make your tribute slideshow, that is the song I am going to use. (I hope you have the time of your life!) Just hit me now, that is what I will use. I love you TY Guy!
We love you too Ty!
Lori, the garden stones are just beautiful, what a fabulous way to honor him. Who can blame you for missing him? Grief catches everyone by surprise, even years later. Love that strong is just always with you. The hurt gets easier to cope with, but some days are harder than others. It’s OK to cry, to smell his things, to miss him. We still do that, years later. We get it.
xoxo
Oh that’s so beautiful!!!! What a lovely way to memorialize Ty!
I get it … I’ve been sick as a dog this week and I miss my nurse, Shelby. Jasper does OK but she’s not Shelby … not even close. I even resent her being here this week. But I know that is part of the process. We will heal… never forget but heal!
Lots of love!
Alison & her Shelby
Awwwwww Lori. This is just lovely. You’ve created a tribute garden from the heart. You’ve captured treasured snippets of Ty’s life simply…yet so very profoundly.
I favor the number “three” also! Yet another “connection” so many of us have with each other here! And yes, what you feel comfortable “admitting” here about your grief journey, helps us all. And trust me, we all do the same things…and much more!! Those waves of grief that take us to the depths of despair that come out of nowhere are hard to shake off.
I think you just taught us a way to help push the wave back and that’s to do something that makes us feel re-connected. Grief keeps us so separated from our loved ones. To bring out those three paws and spend time jn the garden placing them in the most perfect spot made you feel closer to “MY TY GUY”. That’s an empowering way to help kick off those suffocating waves!
I think everytime we “create” something that celebrate’s their lives, helps us heal a little bit more (even if temporary!)…..the spot on leash you did…..this GREAT sacred garden…..it just seems to strengthen our unbreakable bond.
Amd the SHOE…..OMD!, I couldn’t help but laugh and think of that silly boy with a great big smile!! And the sentiment on the plaque and ” Ty’s paw” being gently held in ” your” hand so touching.
I love how the roots of the tree seems to be reaching out to “hold ha ds” too! Must a confirmation that we are all one with nature and in nature, nothing ever “dies”, it merely changes form.
Lori, thank yoj for sharing your thoughts and Ty’s life affirming and magical garden with us. You are so loved and appreciated by us all.
THREE PAWS UP!!
Sally and Happy Hannah
And your song choice fornyour video/slide showmismperfect!!! You’ll figure out a way to make it happen!,
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