Some souls come into our lives for only a short time, yet leave a love that stays forever 🤍
“As a rescue dog, your life was too short and too hard. My heart aches for everything you went through. I only ever wanted you to be happy.
We found each other too late. I could only walk with you through the final stretch. Thank you, though, for the fate that brought us together, for the grace that let me be by your side at the end.
I hope you are free now. I hope you can do anything you wish, go anywhere you want, and finally live without pain.
I feel like there’s so much I still want to say to you. And yet, it also feels like everything that needed to be said has already been said.
I only cried on the day you left. After that, what remained was quiet longing. The sun came out after you were gone, and I caught myself thinking if you were here, I would have taken you outside to bask in it.
As I write this, thunder rolls through the Toronto night. The last time it thundered, you were still by my side. I used to love taking you with me to pick up my meals. The last time was when we went for Thai food together. That was the last time you could walk that far. I thought things were getting better.
The memories of caring for you in your final week are so painful that they almost eclipse all the beautiful moments we shared before. I’m grateful that your other foster mom put together those videos of your happy days. They remind me of who you truly were.
You were always such a good girl. Even at the very end, you never caused anyone trouble. You weren’t treated well in your early years, and for that, I’m so sorry.
I don’t want to say ‘come visit me’ or ‘wait for me at the end,’ because I don’t want to hold you back. You are completely free now. Go wherever you wish, do whatever you want. I will always be on your side.
As I write this, it’s almost your seventh day. I’ll light a candle for you and pray for your peace.
Love,