This is a eulogy I recently wrote for my grandmother's dog. It was less for the dog and more for her, as she cannot seem to let go of lost lives. She still struggles daily with the loss of her mother, which happened nearly eleven years ago.
I really enjoyed writing this, and believe it may hit home with others too. Without further adieu; I present you with Loss.
Everyone has those days.
The days when you just don't want to get out of bed.
Not the ones from out partying too late,
but the ones when you no nothing good will come of the day.
Those days are the worst.
Whether your lover shows he was full of lies,
or you have to break some old ties,
these days prove to be the most painful of all.
This world is filled with many amazing things.
Just think of all the beautiful things in this life:
flowers, trees, sunsets, love, and even life itself.
There are also many dark and hideous things too.
Here a list of just a few:
fires, loss, hate, and life itself.
Life is a wonderful thing.
Without it there'd be no one to love;
and no one to appreciate all the beauty.
Life is dark too.
Without it there'd be no one to hate;
and no one to experience the bitter taste of loss.
Sometimes in this life;
sacrifices have to be made.
Without the bitter taste of loss, there'd be nothing to love.
Without the sweet taste of love, there'd be far less beauty in this world.
Remember the next time that bitterness starts to swell in you,
that there are many sweet things too.
Don't dwell on the loss;
the taste only gets worse.
Remember the sweet things instead;
let the sweet taste of happy memories wash the bitterness.
Loss isn't the only bitter thing in life;
life is short too;
too short to taste only bitterness.
Go seek the sweet taste of love;
and release yourself of that bitter taste of loss.
Go before it's too late.

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