1 Month Across the Rainbow Bridge
Today marks 1 month since Odin crossed the Rainbow Bridge. I wish I could say it has gotten easier. I guess it kind of has. I can at least talk about him. Saturday night my husband and I went to a wedding. When we got home we sat up and talked until midnight. I opened up about how badly I was struggling with out Odin. He reminded me that the way Odin passed away is something every owner hopes for. Odin died peacefully in his sleep on his bed. I didn’t have to make the decision for him. Tommy mentioned that even though I always said I would do right by him, I would have never been able to make that call. He was right. Odin didn’t want me to have to decide, so he made the decision for me. I told him about the loneliness. To feel lonely in a house with 2 dogs, a cat and a baby seems absurd, but it’s the truth. Every time I turned around that giant goof ball was right there. We used to joke that we had a Norma and Norman Bates thing going on. Even if I sat in the living room, where he wasn’t allowed, he would lay by the gate in a certain position so that he could still see me. He would hang his head over the gate and arch his neck to watch me as I walked up the stairs. His absolute favorite place to be was my office. He had his bed in there by my desk, he would lie next to me as I spent countless hours on my computer. In our old house he got to sleep in our room. Every morning Tommy would get up to shower before work and Odin would immediately jump up onto the bed in his spot. I would wrap my arms and legs around him like a monkey or he would lay his huge head on my chest and snore in my face. So basically, he was obsessed with me and I couldn’t help but love every second of it.
His urn came yesterday. I waited to open it until I laid the baby down for a nap. It weighed a crap ton, solid black marble. It’s absolutely perfect. I transferred his ashes then sat in silence with the urn in my lap. I rested my palms on the top of it as the sting behind my eyes returned. The knot in my throat followed. I rested my forehead where my hands were and cried….and cried and cried and cried. I hugged that giant marble box as tight as I could. Once the sob fest was over I placed the urn on the table under our projector screen, in the living room I spend most of my time in, where he wasn’t allowed when he was here physically. Now he doesn’t have to strain his neck to see me. He’s right in front of me.
I’ve decided to share a few of my favorite pictures of him, obviously these aren’t all of them I will share more as I keep posting.
Odin and his dad the night he came home.
Odin’s first bath
Caught red pawed
Odin and his daddy
Odin, his best friend Solomon and I doing what we do best (the Puppy Bowl wore us out)
A literal dog pile in bed at the old house.
His favorite place. My office with me and his siblings.
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8:32 pm on September 20th, 2017
Oh gosh, make no mistake about it, our eyes are “stinging” right along with yours as I read this lovely tribute chock full of so many beautiful remembrances!! Chock full of so much love. Chock full of so much happiness and food cuddles and snuggle and dog pile pawties!! Yes, we feel and understand your deep sadness and awful void and lonliness. We understand every single aspect.
Your hubby gets a few extra stars in the Wise Soul column today. It doesn’t take the pain away knowing Odin made his transition on his terms and out of love for you, but it sure does add a layer of comfort and peace.
And let me tell ya’, he is bragging his butt off at the Bridge about having one of the finest Urns on the Planet!! That really, really is BEAUTIFUL. And yes, he’s in the livi g room…..And he is everywhere that you are!! You will continue to feel his presence when you least expect it.
I’ll look forward to the next installment of photos and fun memories. Those eyes of Odin, thos puppy pictures…PRICELESS!! Love hearing about him!
Surrounding you with our love and Odin’s cuddles
Sally and Alumni Happy Hannah and Merry Myrtle and Frankie too!
8:48 pm on September 20th, 2017
I know how difficult of time this is. I am sorry that we go through this. Odin’s urn is beautiful. Love all the pictures that you shared of him.
Thinking of you.
Michelle & Angel Sassy
10:33 pm on September 20th, 2017
Time will heal sweetheart. It doesn’t make us love them any less, but the pain lessons over the years! My heart still breaks when I think of my Keiko (she was my chocolate Sharpei!) and my feline fur babies that have crossed over to the Rainbow 🌈 Bridge.
Don’t rush the grieving process, it’s important to feel… otherwise it becomes locked inside of you and Odin would not want that for his Mum!
It sounds like you have a beautiful family surrounding you. Keep Odin alive in all of your thoughts, he would love that!
That is a beautiful Urn for Odin. Very Majestic! The pictures of Odin and his family are fantastic! Love the puppy pictures! What a doll! We would love to see more pictures…
Keep well and all the very best to you and your family.
Hugs & kisses from Stewie🐾
& all the very best from his adoring pack,
Petra, Paul, & his feline siblings, Mr. Spike, Chester Molester & Miss Lily 🐾🐾🐾❤️.
http://stewie2017.tripawds.com/
3:01 am on September 21st, 2017
What a lot very urn you chose. Does the symbol on front have a special meaning?
I love the photos of you hugging him. Made me smile (as I was crying).
4:00 am on September 21st, 2017
The symbol is called Valknut. It has been found on a lot of old ruins from the ancient Germanic people who worshipped the Norse gods (where all my dog’s names came from). The symbol has historically been linked to the god Odin himself. The actual meaning of the symbol isn’t really known, but the name Valknut stems from Norse valr (slain warriors) and knut means knot. I found it fitting, not only because his name was Odin, but because he truly was a warrior.
3:02 am on September 21st, 2017
Ummm. Lovely not lot very. Sorry
10:06 pm on September 23rd, 2017
Oh I hope you’ll keep sharing these wonderful photos. By looking back on the good times, it helps us remember that we had lots more of those than the sad ones. I hope you’re finding comfort in reflecting on the love he brought into your lives.
Wherever he is, I know he feels your love.