Giles ,'Beneath You'
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I'm so sorry, Debet. Give Maggie a loving scritch or two from me.
IOpetN, Brandy managed to slide down the entire length of stairs this morning. She started down before I had a change to grab to handle on her harness to support her. She seems fine and enthusiastically ran down the ramp to the outside. Since her harness is really a doggy life jacket it served as a cushion in her slide down the stairs as her mom stood helplessly watching.
I'm sorry, Debet.
Happy birthday, Aims!
But I think I'm going to lose it. Which also pisses me off, because I want to be able to comfort Tim and his family, not need comforting myself.
Oh honey! I know that you want to be there for Tim and his family, but please don't ignore your own grief. It's okay to need comforting, and sometimes it helps those grieving to have someone to cry with. I would go to be with you if I could, I'm sorry I don't live closer.
But I think I'm going to lose it. Which also pisses me off, because I want to be able to comfort Tim and his family, not need comforting myself.
Dude, you're allowed to cry at a funeral. I rather doubt Tim loves you because of your stoicism.
Miss Manners was my savior when I had to do greeting duties at my FIL's funeral. My brain was stuck in "Hubby needs me!" mode, but I was able to channel Miss Manners' "The ritual forms you may disregard actually have a valid use in difficult situations" advice and focus on the situation.
Debet, fuck cancer indeed. Sideways. With a chainsaw.
Steph, if you need to cry, then cry. In-laws (legally recognized or otherwise) are part of the family, too. (And if I may toss out an idea, it may help to have a family friend or two designated to help out those who completely lose it and can't get it back.)
please don't ignore your own grief. It's okay to need comforting, and sometimes it helps those grieving to have someone to cry with.
Very much this.
I'm sorry, Debet.
Teppy, what everyone said. Cry if you need to, and let Tim comfort you if he can. Sometimes comforting others is a comfort itself.
Fuck cancer, Debet.
Teppy, listen to the wise peoples. However you react, try not to judge it. Tim knows you are there for him, and he knows you are grieving, too.
Oooh, PLUS! Today will be the first time my mom, stepdad, and dad will be meeting Tim's family. FUCKING WEIRD.