I’ve always been a writer, and it’s always made sense to me to deal with issues by writing. I was reading through old posts on here and discovered just how much I’ve captured of Isis’ saga on this blog. Same with Basette and Ambush, my old kitties.
A friend here at work suggested pulling Isis’ blog posts into a book to detail exactly what happened to her. Maybe others can learn from what we went through. I know sharing Isis’ story can help others. I just wish there was a happier ending.
It does help to write about these things, to share what has happened. Maybe even sharing how I process the losses of each pet or horse will help others some day deal with the same grief. Each person’s processing is different.
By day, I’m a technical writer: I write things that help people do things. I think that is also why I blog: writing is a way of handling the stress by documenting what happens in the hopes that maybe it will help someone else.
