I would like to thank everyone for your support. It's really amazing how incredibly kind and supportive everyone has been. I thought no one would understand me. I was waiting for the dreaded phrase 'he is only a dog' But none of that came. I am really touched by all the the support you have given me. You dun know how your kind words and support have touched me and helped to assuage my grief. Thank you.
Today is the 7th day that Jobi left this earth. Many Chinese believe it is the day that the soul of the dead would come back to pay a visit to those whom they have left behind. I anticipated this day greatly. When I got home, as I climbed the stairs to my flat, I smelt a very strong smell. Jobi has a uniquely jobi scent. To me he smells lovely, to other people it's another story altogether. Nonetheless, I loved his smell. As I climbed the steps to my place, I smelt him. I really did. I rushed over to my mum's place, half expecting to see Jobi in his favourite spot, waiting to wag his tail and smile at me lovingly. But he was not there. I dunno if I imagined this. The sceptic in me says, 'Janice he is gone.. he has gone to be with God in Heaven' But the grieving person in me says, 'Jobi is back. He is back because he misses me too.' When I went back to my home, I showered and took a nap. I slept for two hours... deeply. But I was awoken by the wind chime attached to my main door. Usually when I take an afternoon nap, I can always hear the wind chime, signifying the return of my hubby. I looked at the clock on my table and thought to myself, 'it's about time that he is back. I am hungry.' I waited for him to come into the bedroom. But there was no one. I went out to check things out. There was no one. Again I thought of Jobi. If only I can hold him one last time, if only I can inhale deeply his scent one last time. What I would give to have him back by my side. I love him so much. He was my true best friend, more like a best friend rather than a son...
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To drop 15kg