The Saddest Thing I Own

The Saddest Thing I Own

A collection of life's saddest objects, their sad stories, and our reasons for holding onto these sad things.


Best Friend

Posted On Tuesday December 9, 2008 By Hurley

The saddest thing I carry is my boyfriend and best friends death.
I knew that he was cheating on me with her, and at first I was angry, but then i was told that they had both died in the hospital after getting hit by a drunk driver. At first i felt a disbelief wash over me, and I felt the irony of the situation. 5 weeks and 3 days later I was told I was pregnant.
I have no idea what to do or where to turn.
This is the saddest thing I bear.

Tags: best, boyfriend, cheating, driver, drunk, friend, killed, pregnant

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My Sweetheart For 16 Years.

Posted On Tuesday December 9, 2008 By Tomsomething

Her name was Willie. She was a Miniature Schnauzer. She died on January 15th, this year. I loved her sooo much. I found her when she was a puppy,in the middle of the street. No body, or others around.
She was thirsty, hungry, and in terrible shape. She came running up to me with such desperation.I put her in my coat pocket and took her home.
My wife and I never had children, so we just spoiled the hell out of her. She was my daughter. We spoiled her into obesity, sadly. She always had breathing problems there after. When she was nearing her end,she knew she would soon die. I think she could feel how terrible I felt about loosing her. The day she passed I knew she would. My wife went to work, I didn’t for fear she would die alone. I layed with her all morning long. She would lift her head up, and take a gasp of air.
Looking me in the eyes, I could almost hear here saying goodbye daddy. This had gone on a little while. I got up to use the bathroom. When I returned I found her lifeless body dead, and alone. I can’t believe I did that. I feel terrible. Do you think she felt abandonded
when she passed?

Tags: i, love, willy, you

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I Love Her With The Highest Love I Have Ever Known

Posted On Wednesday September 3, 2008 By Ginger Mielke

My angel and my best friend died at the age of 17. She knew she was dying and tried to tell me, but somehow, and for some reason, I was not able to see that she was preparing to leave this physical world and ascend into Heaven.

She is the single most beautiful spirit who came from God in the form of a gorgeous silver and gold haired cat. She was like a beautiful Christmas present.

She also had CRF and died of heart failure. Her kidneys and her heart did all they could for as long as they could.

The other cats in the house innately knew, as I believe that they communicated in the spiritual language that God gave them, and her two sisters seemed very much to know that the day was coming.

The day she died was like no other day I have ever experienced.
She was so strong and I was finally forced to accept my role as I whispered to her as she lay dying in the hospital [that we had rushed her to when we found her collapsed that Saturday morning].
I told her that she will always be my special angel and her beautiful face represents the innocent truth to me. Her face is what I see when I meditate on love.

That afternoon, when the Doctor called to tell my husband that our beloved Fur Child has died, my husband stood at the top of the stairs and simply said, “the Doctor called.”

I knew, and he did not have to say anymore.

I immediately felt my body tingle unlike anything I have ever felt. It was as though I was being touched by a trillion warm feathers that were stroking me. The sensation was surreal, and I felt out of my own body.

My husband and I embraced and sobbed together as we tried to cope with the enormity of her leaving us.

Although I know she was carried by heavenly Angels into God’s Kingdom where she is happy and plays with her other friends who were waiting for her arrival, I long for a second chance to do better and to perhaps have saved her somehow.

I believe strongly that the kidney and hyperthyroid auto-immune diseases were brought on by the multitude of toxic potions called vaccines that assaulted her body.

It is truly malpractice for any veterinarian to vaccinate every year without understanding that the horrific concoctions that are pushed upon the unsuspecting consumer as a vaccine is laced with dangerous immune disrupting substances such as Mercury, Aluminum, Formaldehyde, and live viruses, etc.

It is not acceptable today that domestic pets are now suffering at enormously high rates of auto-immune diseases and cancer that were unheard of before the advent of vaccines.

Healthy, raw, and organic foods and whole-food vitamins and minerals with spring water and LOTS of love are all that any family member needs to thrive.

No on should witness the wasting of an innocent body from an auto-immune disease.

I learned so much from this mistake of not knowing any better about what is truly supposed to be “health care.”

We owe it to all of the animals who have suffered, due to their bodies being overburdened with toxic chemical poisons that were originally designed to be used in warfare, to stand up and be a voice for the innocent ones who are here on earth and need our eyes to opened and our minds to seek the truth.

I will always love my beloved angel who came to me and watched me grow from a college girl into a woman, with all of the challenges in the road that I faced.

She was and is a lady of enormous beauty and elegance and grace with profound intelligence.

She is my soulmate and there is not one day that will pass that I will not talk to her and say a prayer that one day, one very fine and beautiful day, I will see her and hold her again.

This message is dedicated to all of the animals who wait in shelters needing homes. Please Adopt.


Tags: cat, child, falure, fur, heart

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