It's been 20 weeks without you now. Oh sweetheart I miss you still. Sometimes I see your pictures and wish I could jump in. You were my teacher, my daughter, my friend and my protector. I wrote this poem shortly after you passed from my life.
I listen for the pitter patter of your little paws, but they're not there,I look in vain for the furry shadow that used to follow me everywhere.
I miss the belly rubs and even the walks in the cold.
I miss your big brown eyes that spoke to my soul.
I miss your goofy smile and your soft furry ears.
I miss the sound of you drinking from your water bowl.
The spot where you slept sits empty, forlorn.
Just like my heart.
All I have left are the memories and my tears.
Vacuuming your little furballs shoots arrows into my heart knowing there will never be more.
I miss your beg.
I miss sharing my meals with you.
Checking the mail is now a chore without you by my side.
The house is empty and silent and so is my heart.
I know you want me to live for two but how can I?
I don't know where to begin to have a life without you by my side.
It doesn't feel right.
It isn't fair.
I still feel this way sometimes. I still cry sometimes though I know you'd hate to see me sad. Even knowing the end, I'd do it all over again. Your love made me a better person. I still feel you with me. You'll always be in my heart.
Thank you for sending your furry "sister" Wendy to share the next part of my journey.
I love you baby.