I´m truly sorry for your loss.
I wish I could say something that would help you, or make you feel better but I just don´t know what. I do hope that you will stick around the Avenue here, and reach out to us when you need to. There are so many of us that have lost our beloved companions, that have experienced that same grief, that have lived it before, and there´s usually always someone online here to talk to.
I am at the point wherein if something happens to me that results in me losing my life then I'll welcome it with open arms if it means that I'll get to see my pet bird again.
I know that I'm overreacting but that's how deep my grief is.
I get it. I am not a suicidal person. But last year I lost my dog Jacob, and he was my world. It was just awful, still is. A couple of months later my uncle died. I flew home to the UK to read a poem at his service and on the return home, our flight was at low capacity, only 40 or so folks. Mid flight a guy had what I´m assuming was some sort of mental breakdown, shouting that they were after him and going to kill him, trying to open the doors screaming to let him off the plane, he proceeded to stagger up the plane isle begging everyone pleading with such fear, before screaming that we´re all going to die while laying on the floor. It was quite a frightening thing to experience. The plane was diverted and as we decended for landing, he got up and again was screaming that we´re all going to die and trying to open the doors, at this point the staff were seated for landing. And in those minutes, I remember thinking, if the worst happens, he´ll be there for me, I´ll get to see him again. And I felt better. I thought I was going to die, and thinking that I could be reunited with my boy certainly changed how I felt about that.
So I really do understand.
I feel that my wounds are still fresh and I wouldn't be able to handle the responsibility and do justice to the new pet.
When I was dating my ex, I lost a baby. And his idea to try move forward was to buy a puppy. A little Frenchie, Tyson. Cute little guy. Had him little over a year when he suddenly died. I ran to the vet up the road but he died in my arms on the way. Needless to say, I was devastated. He insisted we buy another dog to keep his dog company, I kept pushing back, until I reluctantly went with him to buy Jacob. I had thought it was too soon for me. But honestly, looking back now, Jacob was one of the best things to happen in my life, and had I gone with my gut and not brought him home, I would have missed out on all of it, his wonderful life, the times he comforted me, the walks, the snuggles, the companionship.
There´s no right or wrong, but I will say, just take each day as it comes and see how you feel, maybe you´ll meet a bird and in your heart, you will know it´s meant to be.
Please do reach out to us here, if you ever want to talk, we know that they are more than
just a pet,
just a dog,
just a bird.
They are our family.