RosieJoseph

Numb, just numb. I don’t understand this lesson. It’s too hard.


This will not be a long post. The eulogy will come, but not now, not now.

After an idyllic afternoon in the garden with the all of our remaining furry family, we found time to smile about Wiglet. We watched the puppy build her friendship with Diddies, gently following her around the long grass in the paddock.

Fifteen minutes later Rich found Diddies, she had been clipped by a tractor and killed. Gone.

I cry as I right this. I literally howled, to the point my neighbours came to console me. There is no consoling, it is too much.

My beautiful little ragdoll cat.

Diddies 2008 – 2022
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Published by RosieJoseph

Welcome to both my blogs. Due to my memoir I have had to use change my name after blogging for four years and use my new pseudonym: Rosie Joseph. I thought I would use my parents second names because I know they would be proud of me telling our story. Despite my blog Making this better being about infidelity I am still happily married to my darling husband. The affair happening in our lives encouraged to visit France and we moved to France in 2015 after an eight year love affair with it every summer. But life in France was tough, and we learned not to be afraid to make change, so we moved to Ireland at the end of 2020. I published ‘Making This Better’ the memoir where I share the whole 21 days that RD was not with me and how that affected me, and my journal entries for the first five years after 'The war' happened in our lives. I hoped that sharing our story will help others but I know now it really did from the feedback I have received from all over the world. Six years ago I wrote how I ‘loved my life in France, but I am loving the idea of an adventure more. I have the wanderlust bug who knows where life will take me next!’ Well now I know it took me to Ireland! Always remember what is important in life. The only moment is now. If you like to laugh, cry and reflect, then join me on my adventure. Rosie

8 comments

  1. Moira, so very sorry to hear this… I know there are no words of consolation. I remember her looking down from the kitchen roof in France and flitting up the stairs… she was beautiful, remember that and she chose you in this life… Big Hugs to you, Rich and the babies xxxx

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  2. Oh Mois, I don’t know what to say except I understand the immense pain you must be feeling. I wish I was nearer to give you a big hug 😘😘😘

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  3. Oh, no, no. No words. So very hard. Impossible. Please take as much time as you can for yourselves. Know that there are many of us who care.

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