Words are one of the ways I express myself. Writer’s block is a familiar foe, but I can usually push through it. Wine helps. But one thing leaves me speechless: the loss of a friend’s beloved fur companion. Words fail me; I’m helpless to console.
All I can say is “I’m sorry. So very sorry.”
And since I can’t find words, I will bring you flowers.
Because flowers always find the light;
they remind us that life unfolds in chapters;
and they are proof that there is beauty even in passing, and in sorrow, too.
These are for you. All of you.
I am so very sorry for your loss.
“Every flower is a soul blossoming in nature.” ~ Gerard de Nerval
Gardens For Goldens 