i was going to go to sleep. it is rather late, and i do have to work tomorrow, but as i got ready for bed a random thought popped into my head.
herman's birthday was in feb. and it is now feb 13th.
time has flown, he would have been 4 this year. i can't believe that it has been 2 years since his death.
so i decided to take a few moments to read thru his old blogs and his tribute page.
and now i am sitting here with a pile of tissues bawling my eyes out.
i had what i like to call a 'dark day' on the day of his death. i kinda just had to sit back and think of him, look through his old photos and cuddle winnie awhile.
i still cannot believe how much i miss him. a lot about me and my life has changed in the 2 years since he has been gone. rabbits have come and gone, the same with people in my life. i live in a whole new place, hang out with whole new people, do a whole new job. . . and i get to share not a single bit of this with my little bug.
it just makes life seem so unfair.
i am a firm believer that animals offer the BEST therapy to people that suffer from emotional and metal issues. herman as a great example of this. i am not perfect, i have many flaws and many faults, but he was by my side, nuzzling my arm, and begging for a treat through them all. how can anyone ask for such a gift? and how can such a gift be taken away from me so quickly?
it still hurts to this day, it still feels like i lost this huge part of me that i will never get back.
i think it is hitting me so hard right now because chaucer is so much like him in certain ways. it is like having a little bit of him here with me. and while that should comfort and it often does, sometimes it hurts to see him act a certain way and think "wow, herman would do that"
i have reminders of herman all over my apartment. from photos on the wall, to artwork, to my prized rabbit statue that looks just like him standing guard at my door.
if i could trade years off my life, to have him back, i would. in a heartbeat.
he retaught me trust when i had lost all faith in it, and he taught me that something can love unconditionally when i was faced against a wall of my own mind and lost faith in all the people and things around me. he offered quiet support when i was sick and during all the therapy and such i had to go through. he offered me a clumsy act or goofy look when i needed a smile. a cuddle object at night when things felt so lonely, and most of all he offered me the chance to be apart of his life not once, but twice.
so in honor of herman, and all his greatness he bestowed on the entire world, tomorrow night winnie, chaucer, and toulouse will get a treat of canned pumpkin, to honor what would be herman's 4th birthday (i don't have the exact date, as all his paper work is tucked away at my parents house so i wouldn't get obsessed with it).
and i will do what i put in my first post of herman's death: i will hug my bunnies, i will spoil them, and treat them like royalty because i can't do it for him anymore and remembering all this reminds me that i could lose anyone (not just bunnies) at any time and to cherish the time i have with them.
i suggest to anyone who may fall victim to reading this soppy post to do the same