Why This Loss Hurts So Much

One month without our sweet Bosco. :(

On one hand it still feels like yesterday... and the other feels like so much longer.  It's a harsh reminder that the world doesn't stop and life will keep going on. And I'm no stranger to loss because my dad passed away when I was 15. Talk about heartbreaking and turning your world upside down! Now with Bosco passing, the band-aid that was holding my heart together, was ripped off and broke open my heart after years of healing...



My dad passed after a short battle with cancer (he was only 42). From the time he was diagnosed and then passed it was only about a year. It's something I don't like to talk about and to be honest, I still haven't fully accepted. Yes, it's been almost 18 years and it gets "easier" and of course you learn to deal and move on, but I'm not sure I will ever fully get over it.  There's always a little bit of sadness and heartache, even on the happiest of days (like our wedding or the Holidays), but Bosco always made it better.... happier....

As kids, my sister and I always asked for a puppy... but of course, our parents said NO! As much as we begged and pleaded and said that WE would take care of them, the answer was always no! (and yes, now I get why they always said no, because they both worked full time and dogs are also a lot of work! haha) My aunt had recently got a puppy and I think my mom was feeling guilty and wanted to make us happy, so she finally gave in and said we could get a dog! Not only did we get one.... we came home with TWO! haha There was a litter of pups and I was immediately drawn to Bosco. It was love at first sight... and my mom, the women that never wanted a dog, actually fell in love with one too. (The little black fluff ball in the photo above is Oreo. He was the runt of the litter and sadly passed away from health issues a few months after we got him.) They were the smallest, cutest little things we ever saw and boy did they make us so happy! I would always think how Oreo would've been if he lived longer and I would've loved to see him and Bosco grow up together. Now it brings me some comfort knowing that he's with his brother catching up on lost time... and keeping my Dad company too!



The other reason it hurts so much is because we're struggling to have a baby. When each month passes and it still hasn't happened, it really starts to weigh on your heart. Some women focus on their careers, but I always wanted kids and a big family more than I cared about a job. I'm almost 33 and I know a lot of people will say, that's still young and you still have time. Well, no... not really. Especially when everyone around you seems to get pregnant so easily and you've wanted children since age 28-30.... and for whatever reason, you thought it would be easy for you too... and then you push things off because you think the timing is off or this or that... It's definitely a sensitive subject for me and I don't really like to talk about it, but of course I still have hope...

Plus, Bosco was part of my life for so long and with us through so many things, it will be bittersweet if/when we do have kids, because he won't be there. I always wanted Bosco and our baby to be friends. And they would've been the best of friends because he would've been there to steal (I mean share) their food... ;)

Some people just think of a dog as a pet. But for us, Bosco was family and that's why it hurts so much. I don't like to get personal and this was definitely the most personal post I've ever written. Thanks for bearing with me as I ramble on and continue to process my feelings.

To end this post on a lighter note, want to know how Bosco got his name?
Well, he's named after a cop from a tv show! haha Way back in the day (like 2001-2002ish), I loved the show Third Watch. It was a cop/firefighter/paramedic show and it was one of the officer's nicknames... haha So when Brandon officially became a cop, I just had to take a photo with his badge. <3

That is also Brandon in the McGruff costume... haha