Of course you will never forget your beloved Krypto; he will be part of you forever. But you will recover from the grief and you will go on. I gather from your mention of 60 more years that you are a young woman, about the age I was when I experienced the loss of my first really special pet. He was an orange tabby can named Antelope. I used to wonder how I would ever be able live without him, and his death hit me really hard. Six months later I got my first dog- a sheltie puppy named Loxley, whom I loved dearly. When he died of cancer at 11 years I was devastated. I got another sheltie puppy a week later but it was not the same. Perhaps there would never be another special dog for me. Then I found Brandon, a 2 month old red smooth dachshund. It was love at first sight. Of all the pets in my life (and there have been others I have not mentioned) Brandon has been the best. I was 49 when I got him. Now he is gone. Unfortunately, these losses do not get any easier. But I know now that I can get through it. You can too. Don't rush it. Let the grief wash over you but don't let it drown you. It is very likely that there is great joy in your future. As much as I miss my little Brandon, I remind myself that I had a meaningful existance before him. My love for him must not ruin what is left of my life. I hope to find joy again some day.
Moira - remembering Brandon
"Better lo'ed ye canna be. Will ye no' come back again?"