Dear Sandi, It was a nice chilly morning here at heaven, when I heard a small rapping upon my door. I had just finished a nice cup of red spice tea, and was gearing up to go out for a walk, and I thought it might be nice to have some company, because most certainly, whomever was at the door would not mind a nice walk with me. It was Athena of course, and with a request not only from you, but for you. "Her name is Prizzy, and mom feels she will come here and there will be no one to greet her." I assured her that no one ever arrived her alone, nor did they leave alone. That love was always there, and love would be Prizzy's comfort, guide and protector no matter where she was at. So the two of us set out to gather quite a few familiar faces for whom Prizzy may not have known in her earthly days, but would recognize by the love they had received from you. Athena and I found Zues, Merlin, Spanky Rose and Louie Ville Slugger in the Comfy Place. All had been in one large AND very inviting sleeping pile when we came upon them - and I would have loved to have joined them, but we had others to find and Prizzy to greet. We found Roise, Rascal, Madaline, Noodles and Gizmo at the kit field watching all of those adorable fuzzit kids learning how to use their wings, and then we went and gathered the rest of the gang - Ms Nancy, Bucky (still a ladies man I assure you!) Mojo, Ophelia, Lil Bit, Dino and of course Duke. So many wonderful fuzzits (and dog) and faces I remember very well, because some of them have been greeted by my very self. It was Athena who started us towards the Bridge, she seemed in great haste to get there, because she wanted, more then anything else, to be there for Prizzy. So we gathered hand in hand and began the walk. Then, somewhere in the middle of this long line of hands, I heard a sweet pure voice ring out in song. It was Ophelia and she was singing an old gospel song called "Going Home". Goin' home (goin' home, goin' home) Goin' home (goin' home, goin' home) Goin' home, goin' home, I'm a goin' home Quiet like, still some day, I'm just goin' home It's not far, just close by, through an open door Work all done, care laid by Going to fear no more Mother's there, expecting me Father's waiting too (father is waiting too) Lots of folks gathered there (folks gathered there) All the friends I knew Goin' home (goin' home, goin' home, goin' home) Goin' home Morning star lights the way Restless dream all done Shadows gone, break of day Real life just begun There's no break, ain't no end Just a living on (just a living on) Wide awake with a smile, going on and on Goin' home, goin' home, I'm a goin' home (goin' home) It's not far, just close by, I'm a goin' home Goin' home (goin' home, goin' home, goin' home) Goin' home Nothing's lost, all is gain, no longing for the day No more stumbling on the way No more fret nor pain Goin' home, goin' home, I'm a goin' home Quiet like, still some day, I'm a goin' home I'm just goin' home I'm a goin' home Goin' home (goin' home, goin' home) Goin' home (goin' home, goin' home) Home As the song neared its second part, we arrived at the Bridge and it was all aglow in a beautiful, misty, golden light. I could hear a soft laugher and the ticking of tiny toe nails, and then this sweet-faced sable girl came across and she too was singing right along with the rest of us. When the song ended, each and every fuzzit gathered around her and warmly hugged and kissed her and told her she was now home now, and, of course, among many loved ones. She just stood there and looked at all of the wonderful, fuzzy faces and all she could do is cry with tears of joy. "She was so afraid I would come here and there would be no one here waiting for me, but she was wrong, look at all of you. I know you without ever having seen your faces. I know you because I see her love in each and every one of you and it is family I am among." She then looked at me and asked me to please let you know that your prayers had been answered and that she had not only been properly greeted, but so filled with joy and love that she wanted me to send some of that back down to you - and so I am. What a great and gentle heart you have Sandi. It is one that is filled to the brim with love, comfort, compassion, faith, joy and most of all hope. All of the fuzzits that have come into to you life, be they there for years or even a few moments are marked by the great love you have for all of God's creatures and I - well I feel blessed to be here to greet those that have been touched by you. In Love & In Comfort, Pie O' Pah [Posted in FML 6573]