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Dear Max

#DearMax, Coping With The Loss Of My Dog

by Becca Risa Luna
Posted on January 29, 2019

What I learned about grief after losing my dog

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Seattle-based Becca Risa Luna is a writer and designer with a passion for travel, designer handbags, coffee, and advocating for mental health. Her work has been featured on Huffington Post, Seattle Met Magazine, and The Mighty.

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here we observe a rare glimpse of our favorite professional sad girl in the wild (outside of her home). notice how her all black clothes camouflage her body into one shapeless silhouette and her stare looks off to the distance at nothing. she probably drove home playing “i’ll catch you” by the get up kids on spotify. 📸 @donutsanddowndog

gluten-free nut butter chocolate chip cookies 🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪 preheat oven to 300F 1 cup nut butter 1 egg 1/2 cup brown sugar 1 teaspoon baking soda 1 cup chocolate chips bake 8-10 mins or until done 🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪🍪 I‘ve made this recipe a bunch of times and tonight I totally burnt them, but it’s fine—at least I tried. burnt cookies are better than no cookies! cheers, brl

live update from seattle snowpocalyse 2019 ❄️ we have a record breaking amount of snow (our house has 1 foot and counting) and now we’re without power. I have eaten 7 mandarin oranges and drank approx. 13 cups of tea. I have a chest cold and now I think I’m getting bored. how do you keep yourself entertained at night with no power?! we aren’t really into board games. I can’t wait until it’s spring. over and out—brl

snow on the beach! ❄️⛄️ #wasnow #seattlesnow #seattlesnowpocalypse2019 #seattlesnowpocalypse #wawx #k5winter #snowday #seattlelife #seattleblogger #frozenplanet

we’re having a snow storm in seattle right now. as I watch the snow fall and collect on the ground, it reminded me of this picture from Christmas 2017 when we got 3″ of snow. our little family walked to the Westcrest Park in West Seattle to play in the snow. it’s a memory I reflect on often, and now that it’s snowing here, I am thinking about how I would love to play in the snow with Max and Gus tomorrow. #seattlesnow #seattlesnowpocalypse #wasnow I’m really missing my sidekick today. After I started working from home two years ago, Max was *always* by my side. I’m sure that nobody wants to hear about this anymore but I know I want to keep talking him. It’s been 13 days and I honestly can’t believe he’s gone? I keep thinking he’s just at the doggy hotel or that he’ll be back soon… but then I look over and his bed isn’t there and he isn’t either. I’ve been having a hard time being home alone.the house is so quiet without him—there’s no snorts or sniffles or farts or gags. I know this sounds kind of dramatic, but I feel like a part of me is gone. I know with time it’ll feel better, at least that’s what everyone keeps telling me. The week before he died was the worst week—he would collapse and seize multiple times a day. I’d hold his little head and rub his belly, telling him it would be okay. though he died peacefully by the ocean, it was still traumatic for me, so it’s no surprise that some of my PTSD symptoms have been flaring. I keep having nightmares replaying those moments. Max had an incredible life, but that doesn’t take away the incredible loss I feel. I’m grieving. and that’s okay. I am allowing myself to grieve. I am giving myself patience. or at least that’s what I’m telling myself. for most people, the loss of a dog is comparable to the loss of a human loved one. I’ve had friends confide to me that they grieved more over the loss of a dog than over the loss of friends or relatives. but dammit, isn’t it so worth it for all of those year of love and cuddles? in the comments, tell me about your furbabies that have died. what breed were they? what were they like? what’s a memory you still remember from a pet that left this side of paradise?

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