Goodbye to my best friend
Friday I lost my best friend. Dektol made the final journey over the rainbow bridge. I am grateful for the joy he had and the love he gave us each and every day. It’s painful to lose a close friend all of a sudden. There’s no time to prepare for the inevitable absence in your life and the hole in your heart that is there and real and will linger for days to come.
I am comforted by the joy he must be having on the other side, free of the pain from his last day here. My hope is that he is running in a field and chasing the rabbits, playing tug-of-war and being handed a cookie when he wants one— knowing forever that not only was loved over here, but that he is loved still and will always be. I read somewhere once that dogs go so quickly because they enter this world with a purity that takes us a lifetime to discover. They live their lives everyday sharing a wellspring of pure love; a blessing that was given to them at the moment of their beautiful creation. Dektol was a gift to my life to be sure.
I shall miss you dear friend . . .