Dear Dixie's Mom, Bless your heart. You did not give up at all. You helped Dixie let go. She was fighting on your behalf. She was trying so hard to stay so that you wouldn't hurt, but we all know that the sad fact was that you were going to hurt sooner or later. By letting her go, you released her from suffering and spending more time fighting than she had the strength for. You set her free to soar among the angels, young and healthy for eternity, knowing your own suffering would begin. It's a very rare thing when we don't ask questions like yours. It's all a guessing game, and when we miss someone so terribly, it's absolutely natural to wonder if there was something more we could have done to have had them with us longer. When I first came here in 2004, it was because my little Buddy Guy had just had a surgery that was our only chance of saving him. He came through the procedure beautifully, but didn't survive the night. In my case the question I asked was "Did I put him through too much?" At that time there was someone posting regularly who said something I will never forget. He said, "I would rather assist her a week too soon than a moment too late." he said it would have destroyed him to think that he allowed his girl to suffer for an instant on his behalf. Please come back and tell us all about life with Dixie. Recalling the entirety of their lives with us helps us to remember the early days and the best of times on every level. I look forward to reading all about Dixie and the things that made her such a special part of your life. You and Angel Dixie are in my thoughts and prayers.
My heart is battered and bruised, but I will not let it break. It holds such precious cargo, I must protect it now. (Susie Squillions)
"Memories of loved ones are like songs in our soul." Margaret Wakeley
BUDDY GUY AYRES~LYNCH'S RESIDENCY:
KING BING THE GOD CAT'S RESIDENCY:
In one of the stars, I shall be living.
In one of them, I shall be laughing.
And so it will be as if all the stars were laughing when you look at the sky at night.
~ The Little Prince, Antoine de Saint-Exupery