Sunday, April 6, 2008
Ally Sweet Ally
My dear grandog Ally passed last night around midnight, I have tears so bad, I cannot see and you all know I cannot type well.
She will have a candle lit Monday(tommorrow)for her at the Rainbow Bridge at 9PM CST
I have a sea of kleenix at my feet, I have emptied the box. I know Barry and Mary her parents, are as distraught as I am. They had their hearts full of love for her. I know their lives were forever changed after they got Ally and I know how she made them happy as they grew to love her. She is one very special dog who has filled so many with JOY!
She got a fever last might and she was at the Emergency vet still spending nights there and days at the Regular Vet Office. She did go home one evening I heard as they thought she was not getting a good night's rest at the clinic. I know how that evening I felt good that she had been home in her own bed. I know everyone was happy that evening to have here home again.
Bless Maggie for the loss of her sister. They played and ran together always!
Ally, I loved you so!
June 16, 1999 - April 5, 2008
remember the dash
I read of a reverend who stood to speak
at the funeral of his friend.
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
from the beginning...to the end.
He noted that first came the date of her birth
and spoke of the following date with tears,
but he said what mattered most of all
was the dash between those years.
For that dash represents all the time
that she spent alive on earth,
and now only those who loved her
know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not, how much we own;
the cars, the house, the cash.
What matters is how we live and love
and how we spend our dash.
So think about this long and hard,
are there things you'd like to change?
For you never know how much time is left.
(You could be at "dash mid-range.")
If we could just slow down enough
to consider what's true and real,
and always try to understand
the way other people feel.
And be less quick to anger,
and show appreciation more
and love the people in our lives
like we've never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect,
and more often wear a smile,
remembering that this special dash
might only last a little while.
So, when your eulogy is being read
with your life's actions to rehash...
would you be pleased with the things they say
about how you spent your dash?