I tear up every time I think or talk about my late dog Shadow but when I talk of my late husband - I'm pretty stoic....and I don't know - that's wrong right? Shadow was a great dog and David was a great husband. Shadow never left my side when David died and my world went pear shaped. He wanted nothing from me but just sat at my feet while I went dark. He was a better dog to me than I was his human. He died 2 years after David. Even now I'm sniffling..... But when I talk about David or remember something about him, I'm either stoic or I smile and then move on.... Hell I even tend to joke about David's death....Other Widows they bring out the kleenex or get teary eyed...but me....nope....I think - that I have dealt with his death in some form - but the loss of him - that pain - I have stored in the depths of my subconscious, never to be woken...












