Such a tiny little box.
That holds the contents of half of my heart.
How can it be?
This odyseey that began July 27th?
How does life appear normal one day, and then the next your world is blown to smithereens? How does that happen? The realist in me,says it happens every day to countless people everywhere on this earth, and I bet it seems as alien to them as it does to me.
I have been trying to find a way to bring this together for myself, and although I can't seem to quite bring my mind into focus on it, I do believe one thing. Abby was given to me on loan. I only had her with me briefly and then I had to release her on her next journey, and my next journey. We have to journey apart from one another for what reason that I do not understand. I am not meant to understand. There will continue to be much sadness of my part until I can find a comprehension of Abby's sudden decline and passage to the Rainbow Bridge. It is normal for many questions to arise in one's heart about a great many things, and a feeling of guilt over things done and things undone. I know Abby would not want me to doubt myself and riddle myself with these guilt's, but I do and probably will for some time until I can find some peace.
It seems like it's a human trait to look for reasons behind events and sometimes there is none. Which I think tends to keep us in more turmoil than if we had a understanding.
I do know one thing and I hold to this with all my might: there was never a day, never a day, that I took for granted Abby's life with me. She was a gift, my most precious gift, and I never once assumed any aspect of it. I loved her and told her every single day. I still tell her that every single day.
My little soul kitty.
Abby is far better now that she is released from her illnesses, and I am grateful that she is restored to health and her youthful beauty and that she is free.
She is now a shining star up in the heavenly skies each night.
And she is the breeze that blows each day.
I love you Abby
But I'd give anything to hold you...
one more day.