I am currently reading this wonderful book called “Dog Years” by Mark Doty. If you at all an animal lover (not just a dog lover) you will find pleasure in reading his lyrical words about the irreplaceable moments with none other than your pet. Here is a quote I find so true in all aspects of loss and not just the loss of a pet.
“Just now death remains an interruption, leaves me furious, sorrowing, refusing to yield. Too easy an acceptance seems, frankly, sentimental, an erasure of the irreplaceable stuff of individuality with a vague, generalized truth. That’s how sentimentality works, replacing specificity with a warm fog of acceptable feeling, the difficult exact stuff of individual character with the vagueness of convention. sentimental assertions are always a form of detachment; they confront the acute, terrible awareness of individual pain, the sharp particularity of loss or the fierce individuality of passion with the dulling, “universal” certainty of platitude.”
