"Snow falling faintly... upon all the living and the dead"
I feel oddly better about 9 now that his final resting place is covering in a good foot of beautiful snow. While it was just a patch of dry, bare dirt, it made me sad. Now it feels like he is tucked in. When the snow melts there will be tulips over him, and then the crabapple will bloom and drop its blossoms on him. And after that I'll plant some ferns or hostas there.
posted by Turbo at 10:22 AM
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And by the time the snow melts, too, you'll find yourself remembering the 9ish things he did without choking up. It's good when the memories start to be of all the things you and he shared....
Aww that's so sweet.... I'm glad that it brought some comfort. Our pets forever hold one of the most special places in our hearts....
Take care,
Carrie :)
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