Last night on Dead Like Me, their dog JD died after being hit by a car. I lost it, I am still lossing it typing this.
All I kept saying over and over was hasn’t Reggie been through enough, her sister died and her parent’s split up. He was her world and he died..WHY can the universe be so damn mean..and cause some people so much pain over and over. My heart broke into a million pieces for her and she’s an actress on a TV show. I don’t know what I would do without Oliver, he has healed our hearts in oh so many ways, that dog means the world to me and beyond. Which is why I wonder why we adopted his at all. Sometimes being so attached to another living creature is terrifying. I said that outloud when Satara was hit and killed…I was 6 months pregnant, and I saw my aunt in shambles and I said, sometimes I think it would be easier to be lonely then to love someone so fiercely that their death ripes you into two. 3 months later when Evan died I realized how true that is. I think that is the moment of my death anxiety onset. For months after that I cried everytime Dave left the house.
How brave we are to be risking life and limb for love. Are we suckers for punishment or just incapable of turning off that love button?