I mentioned before how hard it was when I lost my sweet little dog in January of 2015. It was soon after that my illness began to take hold. I told myself that I must let go or be very ill. Well, I did try to let it go, but sometimes it creeps back up on me. Every once in a while he comes into my thoughts, and all the pain comes back and I just burst into tears.

Months after I lost him, I wrote this poem. I'm not a poet, so don't expect some great piece of poetry here. Actually, I didn't write this. One night while staying up and crying for my little dog, these words popped into my head. I wrote them down and tucked them away, never showing them to anyone. Now I'm sharing it to help in the healing process. I'll share it, and let it go.

When I think about it I can't help but cry,
the day you and I had to say goodbye.
I held you in my arms and watched you die.
But it isn't forever that you will be apart from me.
No, this will not be for eternity.
We will meet again someday, at the Rainbow Bridge.
I will pick you up in my arms and we will all cross together.
Rest, dear friend, you will be forever in my heart.
For some reason, man's best friend too early must depart.
My companion, my friend, my pal, you were so many things to me.
Thank you, thank you, for the time you spent with me.
I am forever grateful.

He saved my life, and I saved his. I hope he understands the difficult decision I had to make, I hope he was ready to go, I hope he forgives me. To all you who have been through this, you know how painful it is. We must tell ourselves we made the best decision we could, we did what we thought was right, we must move past the grief. I'm getting there, but sometimes, I feel like it was just yesterday.