We never forget

Today, Haley would have been 14 years old! Not a day goes by that i dont think about her, and miss her, and laugh while reminiscing all the great moments we shared together in her lifetime.  She was my constant source of unforgiving love and my cheerleader, my best friend, my sister, my daughter, my student, my teacher. She taught me a lot about dogs, but even more about myself. She was and continues to be my inspiration and motivation. I will never forget her birthday, the day she departed, and all the love we shared in between. Dreaming about her comforts me, i see her, i hold her, i am with her again. I carry her in my heart until I see her on the other side of rainbow bridge.

Everywhere i went, she went, even if it were just one room to the next. She loved burying her bones in the yard, she loved eating bread (bagels especially), and she loved laying with me in my arms with all the love she could handle!

My next task is to scan all the pictures i have of her and i together while we were growing up! Digital cameras were still very new back then, so most of the pics i have of her earlier life are in real life photo albums. But here are just a few of the many i have of her from when she was 5 yrs old and older!

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Haley Pretty Precious Purland (04-04-1998 – 11/26/2011)

“It came to me that every time I lose a dog they take a piece of my heart with them.  And every new dog who comes into my life, gifts me with a piece of their heart.  If I live long enough, all the components of my heart will be dog, and I will become as generous and loving as they are.”

—Unknown

 

I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep.
I could see that you were crying, 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 the tea,
You were thinking of the many times your hands reached out to me.

I was with you at the shops today, Your arms were getting sore.
I longed to take your parcels, I wish I could do more.

I was with you at my grave today, You tend it with such care.
I want to reassure you that I’m not lying there.

I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key.
I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said “it’s me.”

You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair.
I tried so hard to let you know that I was standing there.

It’s possible 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 …
In the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.

The day is almost over… I smile and watch you yawning
and say “goodnight, God bless, I’ll see you in the morning.”

And when the time is right for you to cross the brief divide,
I’ll rush across to greet you and we’ll stand, side by side.

I have so many things to show you, there is so much for you to see.
Be patient, live your journey out … then come home to be with me.

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18 responses to “We never forget

    • the pain is sometimes unbearable! i am still coping with losing her. but their lives are short and we need to make sure to love the ones who are still with us (like my honey). for a couple of weeks after losing haley i could not tend to honey with all of my love, it was like i was blinded by grief, but now that ive realized “hey, honey is here, she needs my love, life is too short” i am accepting the loss of haley better.

  1. as many times as i’ve experienced their passings, in their feline, canine, and equine forms — it continues to hit straight to the heart sometimes as if it were yesterday. i adore that poem, and know that these angels and their love are always here with us. much ♥ to you now…

    • thank you FeyGirl…their lives are short, and the pain is difficult when they leave us. i hear it does not get any easier with the more animals one has. some people after losing their first pet don’t ever want a pet again. i try to think about all the love that i have and they have and how that love changes lives (ours, and our pets).

      • It absolutely does *not* get any easier; for me they’re family. I also know people who aren’t able to overcome the passing; but with as many homeless critters out there (all our felines, canines + equines are rescues) — it simply wasn’t an issue. Love makes the world go ’round, after all. 🙂

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  3. It amazes me how intertwined we become….I always keep a piece of them with me and they always take a little piece of me with them. Even fosters I’ve had a short time, impact my life, my thinking, how I carry on. They are the lost and the broken, but even in their last moments, they seem to appreciate every ounce of love and kindness that I can offer them. :’0(

    Willow’s Mom.

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