[Opium88]

Never put a lid on it. Otherwise youll go through this grief every time you come across it and open it. I've always had to deal with grief since I was young. My first three deaths were suicides of the first three men in my life. My grandfather, my father, and then my boyfriend when I was almost 16. I used to let grief encompass me . But I've dealt with a lot more since then and I've learned to immerse myself in it for a short time and I print pictures and plaster their face everywhere and write poems and cry until I'm so used to seeing their sweet little face that I forget to cry. Because they meant too much to me to lock away and forget. And it gives me much better sense of closure and it makes it easier to breathe. I still have my bag of Marley things and my Chewy objects of course. But really, what helped me heal the most was Toby. If I hadn't of gotten him I would still be missing Marley every time I looked at her sister, Izzy . And since she's always in my lap I'd be crying all the time. But like someone above me here said, Toby saved me. My Angel on four legs...