I am terribly sorry about everything that has happened to you over the last few months. I know that you already understand how hard this is for me. The fact that you were partially paralyzed broke my heart. Your spirit has not been the same since that occurred and I know I am only prolonging your misery. The way you used to gallop all over the house to find me brought us both great joy. I know you can’t get up the stairs now and that you might be in pain. The trick you did when I was folding laundry was always one of my favorites…you never were really a meerkat, but if you wanted to pretend, it was fine with me. I loved the way you “killed” your toys and viciously fought over them with your older brother, Emrys, the ancient long-haired dachshund. The guys will miss your crack-headed self as they came over to play a game of D & D and you jumped right into their laps sometimes forgetting the table was in the way. The girls will miss you as well. You have been a great mini-me following me around as we tucked them into bed and said prayers. I even think daddy will miss you although he might not admit it. I know it has been hard on him too even though you bark quite a bit. Your grandparents wish you well on your journey and I know that you will watch over us from above. May the road rise up to meet you and may there be squeaky balls to play with. May the sun shine on your face, and there be plenty of holes to dig. And until we meet again, may God hold you in His lap and spoil you.
“You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You must do the thing which you think you cannot do.” ~Eleanor Roosevelt
P.S. Thank you dear readers for going on this journey with me. I appreciate all your thoughts as I have dealt with this.