Jack came home yesterday.
Looking at this small box, it’s hard to believe that it contains that warm, ebullient, intelligent, adorable boy with the silky, silver blue fur that I loved to bury my face into.
I know it doesn’t hold his spirit. That part of him has always been with me.
But, it is the only tangible thing I have of him now... that and the enduring love and precious memories of fifteen special years together.
The pain is still raw. The heartache immense.
The shower has washed so many tears and sobs from me, to the point where I thought I could cry no more.
But humans have tears in an unending supply, and they seem to simmer ever so slightly below the surface at such dark times.
I know the pain will lessen, in time. And I will one day be able to smile when I think of him instead.
This spring, the garden is filled with pretty forget-me-nots.
Blue flowers for my blue boy.
I picked a posy and placed them by his side.
Sleep well my darling boy ~ you will never, ever be forgotten.
THANK YOU so much for your beautiful comments and words of comfort on my previous post. I appreciate them so very much.
Love and hugs to you all xxx