Was it good? Could it have been better? Or maybe worse. Could I have made it any different?
Did I make the most of every moment? Do I have regrets?
Did I show the ones I loved how much they meant to me? Did they, in return, feel they could show me how much they cared?
Did I play enough? Laugh often? Did I just let loose and go for the gusto?
Am I ready to move on? Do I wonder why I couldn't have just a little more time...
Cinnamon sat under the pine tree almost all day on Saturday, May 28th. I tried to coax her in, but she wasn't having any of it, despite the wind and snow flurries. I tried to give her some space. She seemed to be Looking Forward, yet still contemplating what was being left behind.
I have learned a lot watching her the past three weeks. She took a turn for the worse, and was never quite up to snuff as she had been. Getting up was difficult, her walking labored, yet her heart wanted to go out for a walk. We went out - but just two houses up and back - it was enough.
Growing old, or being sick, sucks. The heart still yearns to soar, but the body does not cooperate. How many years do I have left before I am feeling as she was Saturday afternoon, and asking those questions of myself?
Rest in Peace
Cinnamon Taffy Twist
born January 31, 2005
passed May 29, 2011
May there be lots of bunnies to chase,
and bunches of snacks to snarf
wherever you may be.
You were loved,
You will be remembered,
and you are very much missed already.
Happy Trails, Girlfriend!
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