I have been told by several wise people that the best way to heal after a traumatic experience is to start laughing again. Obviously, it will take a long time for Jess and Brian to heal after losing their beloved Knox, but today’s post is an effort to put a smile on their faces and hopefully, to make them laugh.
I now give you: The Five Stages of “Good Grief” (or “Lucy Lou’s First Time Wearing a Backpack”)
Stage 1: Denial
“If I do not see the backpack, it is not there.”
“How DARE you put me in this backpack! You are a bad, bad, BAAAAAAAAAAD foster mama!”
“Would you take the backpack off if I….do a headstand?”
“Oh! Woe is me! This pack shall be adhered to my backside for all eternity!”
“Alright, let’s go on this walk you were talking about.”