Loss
Our beautiful boy left us last Sunday.
He was almost ten and had always been healthy and strong.
His decline was swift and surprising. Something minor that then wasn't.
Hunter was strong and fast and loved his tennis ball, chasing it at level 10+ every time.
He was such a sweet loving soul.
Thank you Hunter for teaching me so much about how to love.
It was helpful to return to yoga this week, to move my body when all I felt like doing was crying and sleeping.
This week I learned how to continue healthy practices in the midst of a storm. To allow myself the feelings that arose, to rest when needed and to cry as much as I needed.
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