The 21st. of September is always a fragile day for me. It's been three years now. It marks the anniversary of Figaro passing on to Rainbow Bridge. Do not argue, that is where pets go. And that is where Figaro, my fur baby is. He has a website all for himself, a website where I put flowers, and angels and balls for him to play with. You see, he passed on before I did. And I find comfort in knowing that the Creator would never allow the unconditional love he shared with me just to be taken away for ever. Each baby's life has meaning and purpose and the love we shared is sacred; a bond of love too strong to be ever broken, even when the physical body leaves us, the spirit remains. And I try to hold on to my Figaro's love and spirit and use that special love for the good of my other babies. Grief is never measured in time, but when the heart is dry of tears and the mind comes to acceptance, only then will you begin to heal. Meanwhile, I just know my baby is up there on Rainbow Bridge, free from suffering, and always loving. Guess I will love him forever too, because it's not just humans who touch our hearts forever. Sleep tight my dearest.
http://rainbowsbridge.com/residents/FIGAR005/Resident.htm
http://rainbowsbridge.com/residents/FIGAR005/Resident.htm
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