Our sweet yellow lab died suddenly (she was only 6, and in perfect health) a few days before Christmas. DS was sad when it happened, but really only cried for a few moments and then moved on to something else, and whenever I've mentioned it over the last few months he'd just say, "Yeah, I really miss her," but not in a really emotional way.
I figured it just didn't affect him too much, but then last night the floodgates opened. We were reading a book (that had nothing to do with dogs) and all of a sudden his chin started to quiver and he cried, "I miss Molly!" and just started sobbing uncontrollably. I held him for a long time, and he said, "I can't even remember what she felt like. The only thing I can remember is that she was a really great dog."
He told the story of her death to the stuffed animals on his bed, then went and got more stuffed animals, again and again, until he had told the story 8 or 9 times, each time explaining what death meant. Then he lined up all his stuffed animals, told them the story of the rainbow bridge (we found it soon after Molly's death, and DS drew this picture of Molly crossing), got out his keyboard, and played it and sang a song all about Molly and the rainbow bridge. It was incredible, and just broke my heart that apparently all of this has been pent up in his little heart for 3 months and he didn't have a way to talk about it. I'm so glad he got it out -- I could tell it was cathartic for him.
Have your kids experienced loss? Did any of them exhibit this type of lag in processing?
I figured it just didn't affect him too much, but then last night the floodgates opened. We were reading a book (that had nothing to do with dogs) and all of a sudden his chin started to quiver and he cried, "I miss Molly!" and just started sobbing uncontrollably. I held him for a long time, and he said, "I can't even remember what she felt like. The only thing I can remember is that she was a really great dog."
He told the story of her death to the stuffed animals on his bed, then went and got more stuffed animals, again and again, until he had told the story 8 or 9 times, each time explaining what death meant. Then he lined up all his stuffed animals, told them the story of the rainbow bridge (we found it soon after Molly's death, and DS drew this picture of Molly crossing), got out his keyboard, and played it and sang a song all about Molly and the rainbow bridge. It was incredible, and just broke my heart that apparently all of this has been pent up in his little heart for 3 months and he didn't have a way to talk about it. I'm so glad he got it out -- I could tell it was cathartic for him.
Have your kids experienced loss? Did any of them exhibit this type of lag in processing?








