Thinking about death a lot lately. Sending Embers out of this life and on to whatever comes next, tears come so readily, and I know they are not for her, but for my own loss. I don't know what's next for our animal companions. I know what fits my beliefs, and what I would like to believe. All I am certain of, is that when I think of her bright glowing fire-colored eyes, I grieve for losing them from my presence. I am certain she was in pain from her illness, that she was hungry, she was weak and... Sign in to see full entry.