The Rainbow Bridge
I'm no believer in heaven, but I like the idea of an afterlife for animals. This goes out to Amy and Elvis.
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
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I expect I'll keep having breakdowns for a while.
I keep having moments of panic. Wondering if it was the right thing.
It was. I know it. He knew it.
Thank you again for the love and support. It means so much.
You're very welcome :)
Hug a sloth in Costa Rica. That will help. (Also, bring one back for me. The babies are little and seem like they'd be easy to hide).
I have cried a lot today, but it feels kind of good. It's a parting and it brings sadness, but it is also the way things have to be for now.
Thanks for sharing that Rainbow Bridge poem, mmb. It always gets me.
The feelings of doubt and panic are certainly normal, but there is no question that you did everything right.
How can such sadness come from such beautiful thoughts?
But it does, when one loses what one cannot bear to lose.