mother nature is a man and other observations..

what the catapillar calls the end the rest of the world calls a butterfly – Google Search

what the catapillar calls the end the rest of the world calls a butterfly – Google Search
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Happy Weekend

Remembering

Dear Lucky,

You became an integral part of my life when I needed you the most.

I became a widow. Grief followed me. Constant shadow .

….and then you arrived. Lucky Buster. My canine grandson. You gave love and kisses from day one.

A few more weeks and you would have lived to be 14. A warrior fighter cancer twice.

You died when I was at the beach in North Carolina with 15 Virginia family and friends. You were in the hospital with Mommy and Danielle . They saw you lift your head up, as if to say goodbye as you left for The Rainbow Bridge🌈. They kissed you.

You gave unconditional love. Unlimited kisses whenever I asked .

It was my good fortune to take care of you whenever your family went away.I loved our times together. Walking in Central Park and chatting on a bench. Always time for kissing and snuggling.

The last time I stayed with you was our last time together. 10 wonderful days, even though you were on 9 medications. You weren’t in pain. Just fighting, and you were frisky too.

But, you knew it was our last time.

There was never a time you didn’t kiss me. I held you and said to kiss me if you would be there in August.

You wouldn’t kiss me.

Lucky forever missed , forever loved. Gama

“Until one has loved an animal, a part of one’s soul remains unawakened .” Anatole French