You were
with me to the very end and even after I had "gone" you held me, and
as my soul left my body and I looked down and saw you crying, I wanted so much
to tell you that I understood. You did this for me.
I tried to
tell you in my own way that it was time for me to leave, and I thank you for
understanding. No other will take my place, but those I left behind will need
your love and affection as I have had.
You still
think of me, and there are times you try to hide your tear-filled eyes....but
please...be happy and think not of sadness, but of how I made you happy and
made you laugh at the funny and smart things I did.
There are
no fences in Valhalla , for no one has the desire to
"dig out".
There are
no thunderstorms in Valhalla , therefore fear is never present.
There are
no fights in Valhalla . Everyone is congenial.
There is no
hunger. There is no thirst. There is much to explore. Many of us who are older
take care of the little ones and guide them. It's fun watching them run with
their ears flopping and their curly tails wagging.
We have
four seasons in Valhalla , and most of us agree, winter is our favorite.
So you see,
my loved one, I am very happy ...
When it
comes time for my friends to leave, I will meet them at the gates of Valhalla , and I will acquaint them with this
beautiful and serene place, and I will take care of them for you.
Thank you
for loving me, caring for me, and having the courage to let me go with dignity.
(Jane S. Morris)
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