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Monday, September 15, 2008

I miss you baby sister

I stood by your bed last night... I came to have a peep.

I could see that you'd been crying, and you found it hard to sleep

I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear,

"It's me. I haven't left you. I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here."

I was close to you at breakfast... I watched you pour your tea.

You were thinking of the many times your hands reached down to me.

I was with you at my grave today... you tend to it with such care.

I want to reassure you that I'm not lying there.
I walked you towards the house as you fumbled for the key.

I gently put my paw on you... I smiled and said, "its me."

You looked so very tired as you sank into a chair.

I tried so hard to let you know that I was sitting there.

It's wonderful for me to be so near you everyday,

To say to you with certainty, "I never went away."

You sat there very quietly, then smiled... I think you knew

That in the stillness of the evening I was very close to you.

And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,

I'll rush across to meet you and we'll stand there side by side.

I have so many things to show you! There's so much for you to see.

Be patient, live your journey out, then come home to be with me.

-Author Unknown

I try to be strong in face of losing something or someone. I keep things bottled up inside and try not to let it affect me. When you don't see the situation, when you are away from words and pictures and from the people who remind you of that loss it should make it easier. 15 years stick with you. How do you not breakdown at the sight of her picture?
She loved me even though I gave her ruddy haircuts one after the other during the summer times. Somehow she seemed to be able to pull it off and look even cuter

When she figured out that Brandon was to be a constant in my life, she decided it was time to let me know her discontent with me getting married and leaving and so she began to ignore me and love Brandon and right before we got married, she ignored the both of us and I have never been able to get her to come to me willingly after that.

Our last Christmas with the muffster, hiding under the pressies. We all miss you gingerbuckles. ;-)


Heather said...

i'm so sorry you lost your pup. mine is only 3 and i worry every day about what i will do without her. i know how much love they bring into our lives. she was lucky to have you as an owner.

Munted kowhai said...

haha i like how muffys head is top heavy in her shaven photos. she actually hated anna because one summer anna came down and had a go at cutting her hair and she ended up looking like a road with pot holes in it!

Angsana said...

Thank-you,Val for this comforting poem. I come to view this every day.
Love you, Mumma

Emiline said...

Ohhh, Val! I'm so sorry.

Sue said...

I just saw this. I'm so sorry. However long she was in your life wasn't long enough. We lost our precious Willie almost 2 years ago and it does get easier, but it doesn't get less sad.

To me, that's the only legitimate reason for not getting a dog - because it's so heartbreaking when you lose them.

Angsana said...

That's my feeling exactly:(