Those of you who read my blog posts, know how dear to my heart my fur babies are. Last year I posted about how I worried for my Holly who was close to 17 and having some troubles.
Here she is, one last time.
This has truly been one of the toughest days ever. Holly passed away this afternoon. I was with her until she drew her last breath and felt like my heart was being ripped out.
She was such a perceptive dog, my best friend and always there through life's up and downs. I have been truly blessed to have my wonderful companion for such a long time and can't imagine, just yet, not having her by my side. I feel like I have lost a family member, but know she was ready to go.
In my mind I was prepared for it, but I couldn't have guessed how the reality would be. I just can't bear it at the minute and hope you will forgive me for such a personal post, but I had to do it.
This will be her little tribute from me, in print for all time.
We miss and love you Holly.
Please know you were my faithful and loving companion always.
We'll be taking you to your favourite beach tomorrow - one last time.........
I know you'd be saying this to me if you could.
I'M STILL HERE
Friend, please don’t mourn for me
I’m still here, though you don’t see.
I’m right by your side each night and day
and within your heart I long to stay.
My body is gone but I’m always near.
I’m everything you feel, see or hear.
My spirit is free, but I’ll never depart
as long as you keep me alive in your heart.
I’ll never wander out of your sight-
I’m the brightest star on a summer’s night.
I’ll never be beyond your reach-
I’m the warm moist sand when you’re at the beach.
I’m the colorful leaves when fall comes around
and the pure white snow that blankets the ground.
I’m the beautiful flowers of which you’re so fond,
The clear cool water in a quiet pond.
I’m the first bright blossom you’ll see in the spring,
The first warm raindrop that April will bring.
I’m the first ray of light when the sun starts to shine,
and you’ll see that the face in the moon shine is mine.
When you start thinking there’s no one to love you,
you can talk to me through the Lord up above you.
I’ll whisper my answer through the leaves on the trees,
and you’ll feel my presence in the soft summer breeze.
I’m the hot salty tears that flow when you weep
and the beautiful dreams that come while you sleep.