Here is my first story I ever wrote about grief. I was six years old and in the first grade at the time.
Here is the translation for those of your who need it. I was known as Patti at that age. My father was a forest ranger and we lived in the woods.
The Dog
Lady was a little dog. Lady only a year old. She got lost in the woods and got a bullet. She had to go to the veterinarian. She had to die.
I remember getting Lady as a young puppy. Someone we knew had a littler of puppies and my sister and I got to pick her out. One day in the fall she just never came home. About a week later there was this faint sound at the door and it was Lady who had been shot by a hunter.
My father took her to the nearest vet, a long drive away. The vet had to put her down. She was too injured, and had too much infection to recover.
Somehow I instinctively knew how to write about the death of my dog. I am lucky. I was able to process this loss. I was able to share it with my teacher and that allowed me to close my own grief process, much the same as the Grief Recovery Method teaches.
Hugs, Cee
email: cee@cee-chris.com
These early writings are so expressive, aren’t they? Sorry about your dog.
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They really are. I have quite a few stories from my first grade.
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Ohhhh!!! ❤ So sorry for Lady and the little you.
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Thanks for your comment. Its hard to believe I was ever that little.
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Poignant.
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Thanks for commenting.
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Sometimes children that young process things better than adults… your knowing to write about it must have made you feel better, and you obviously had that innate ability to know it would. You have found the right path working with people and their grief.
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Children process differently, not necessarily better. I think adults put to much logic into grieving and think more about the circumstances and complexities. Children keep it simple because they don’t know how to think like adults yet. A child’s innocence is precious. If adults could just get some of that back and just feel our emotions without the conflict it would help us all out.
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Loss at any age is hard. But memories are safely housed for ever in our hearts. What a beautiful and tender story. Thank you for sharing it with us.
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I’m glad you enjoyed my story. I still have fond memories of Lady.
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awww, poor Lady–long time in the woods injured, and sad for Cee/Patti who learned about loss. Hurts every time, and I am glad you were able to tell your story. The story and our experiences matter, particularly if we feel heard/listened to/respected when we tell our stories.
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I’m sure I did feel heard from my teacher. I have such fond memories of her. Thanks for stopping by and commenting.
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Reblogged this on Cee's Photography and commented:
This is a story I wrote when I was 6 years old, about the loss of my pet dog.
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this is an amazing note – so powerful and sad.
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It is powerful. I have a series of stories from the first grade, and they are the only ones that survived to this day.
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It is never easy to loose a beloved soul, but I think that kids are better to go through tough times like this, because they live so much more in the moment, Cee.
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Kids do live so much more in the moment. When they are sad, they are sad. When they are happy they are really happy. We should take that lesson back and live like that as adults.
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I agree.
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Sorry about your dog, I’m glad though that she made it back to you and writing the note maybe made you feel better at the time, very sad
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Hi Sam, I’m glad Lady made it back home. We had answers and closure as to what happened. Thanks for commenting.
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