We found ourselves sitting in the hallway before bedtime. I’m not sure how it happened, or why it didn’t seem weird, I just know that we needed this moment. We had a question and answer hour, and I let the kids know that it was okay for them to ask anything they wanted regarding Teago being put down. I told them about how I laid on the floor right next to her and that Tock sat right by her head, and we let our fingers intertwine on top of her body. I told them how I had my head on hers, and how I kept whispering ‘thank you, thank you’ over and over into her soft ear.
We shared our favorite things about Teago (NIBBINS!!) and we ended the night with this poem
It was therapeutic for all of us, and while I know our grieving has only just begun, I take such great comfort in knowing that she is forever all around us.