A couple weeks ago, I saw my library was having a special event, a pet communicator.. I thought it would be interesting, so I reserved a couple spots for myself and a couple others. This was before Jack had passed. I'm not sure if she was accurate with me, but she hit the nail on the head with a few others. She said I have so much grief right now, Jack won't come to me. He's in a happy place. She said I have to let go of the grief and he will be with me. I miss him so much, it's hard to let go of it. He hasn't even been gone a week. I want him with me, I want to feel him. I already thought a couple of times I felt his presence, maybe I'm crazy, maybe not.. but it was comforting.