Hi folks.
 
Yesterday, the 23rd, I celebrated the one-year anniversary of my beloved
Booboo passing to the bridge.  Of course, amidst the celebration was some
sadness.  With all that has happened to me this year, his leaving seems
like an eternity ago.  The pain of his passing has dulled to a thin veil
over my memories of his life.  Strangely, though his passing seems to
have happened long ago, his living, my memories of his life seem to have
happened just yesterday.
 
I say I celebrated, which I don't want you to misunderstand.  On the days
leading up to this anniversary my sadness and longing for him nearly
overwhelmed me several times.  He is the only of my five dears who has left
me, and I miss him terribly.  But, yesterday, I decided that better than
cry over missing him would be to rejoice over knowing him.  I pulled out
his pictures, curled up with his best bud, Mira, and let my mind wander
through thoughts of him.  The day we brought him home from the shelter,
the small spot of white fur on his throat that I loved to kiss, how excited
he could get over a sock.  Though I miss him more than words can describe,
I know that he is always with me, and I with him.  (He has a piece of my
heart stashed along with his Elmer Fudd toy in his hidey hole at Rainbow
Bridge.)  These are the things I celebrated.
 
Sandee, please look up my Booboo for me.  Tell him how much Mira and Cael
and I miss him.  Make sure no one has stolen his Elmer Fudd toy, and his
favorite shirt, which he took with him.  Tell him I love him.
 
Melissa
Mira, Cael, Tasha and Robin
www.geocities.com/lostferrets
[Posted in FML issue 3308]