I didn’t know it would be the end of our journey together. I wish I had spent more time with you that night, or let you out in the cage. I was excited to see you when we got home yesterday around past 4PM, only to hear that you unexpectedly passed away. We have 2 hunches of what may have happened, but it won’t bring you back anymore.
So I hope you are now in a better place, but forgive me if I mourn. I love you Rougey, I’m sure you know that. I will never forget you and no one can replace you. You are full of life and always wants to mess up my bed. Even if I had fed you, you are still hungry.
I miss you so. I don’t know how long I will be grieving, for it’s my first time to feel like this. Maybe in time….
A POEM FOR THE GRIEVING...
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die...
source: Ten Tips on Coping with Pet Loss