Heartwarming
I recently lost my precious Tippi, a 14 year-old cream chow that I've had since he was a 7lb furball. He has been here thru it "all", and I miss him beyond words. Last year I lost my beautiful Princessa, a stunning black chow, who was only 8, that if had for 5 years. And I have cancer. My grief over much, is just deeper than I could write here. Jack's words, their love, a gentle and beautiful reminder that love never dies, and how letting go is indeed an act of love and surrender. I'm not ready to go yet. There is more to do here. I also have lil Me Peaches. She is a true rescue, 5 year old cinnamon chow, who is now figuring out this path without Tippi. She is learning to trust humans, me, completely, and what it's like to have her own person. Princess taught Tippi about being friends, good baby sister. That helped him learn to accept and love Peaches. And now, she gets the gifts they both taught me. Love never dies. Each have their own special place in my heart. I'll be there when it's time. Not yet.