I am writing this the same day I found out that Maisy has cancer, November 4, 2009. I am writing it now because I know that when the time comes to say goodbye, I won't have the words. I am writing it while Maisy is still active, while I remember her as the same sweet, crazy dog I've had in my life for a decade, while she doesn't seem sick, while she still has the energy to run around the backyard and play with her sister dog, Molly, and fight for the toy she wants. I am writing this when Maisy can still jump up for me to pet her, and when I still have her here to pet. I am writing this while I still remember Maisy like this...
The day we welcomed Maisy into our family, April 1, 1999.
The day we welcomed Maisy into our family, April 1, 1999.
Sweet Maisy
Well, I tried... I started writing that back on November 4, hoping that the words would come to me. But I never could seem to find the words. How do you say goodbye, when you're simply not ready? The past few months rolled by, and before I could even fully grasp what was happening, the time had come to let Maisy go.
Hector and I stood in the kitchen last night, trying to get dinner on the table. We had talked about Maisy for several days, and finally reached the decision that it was time to let her go. As the tears started to roll down my cheeks, I closed my eyes and prayed to God that He would give me a sign... Something, anything, to let me know that everything was going to be okay... Something that would allow me to feel at peace. Something to let me know that Hector and I were making the right decision for Maisy, and that all of the turmoil and pain I've been feeling lately would somehow subside.
Give me a sign, Dear Lord. Grant me peace, that I may know in my heart that everything is going to be okay.
And when I opened my eyes and looked out my kitchen window, this is what I saw in my backyard:
Maisy was only supposed to live until around Christmas time. She lived until today. She is no longer in pain. She is at peace. I am thankful for the extra time that I had with her. I loved her. I will miss her. Goodbye, sweet Maisy.
2 comments:
PATTY!!!!! I am at a loss of words. Tears are rolling down my face! Maisy has been a part of all of our lives! You all did the right thing! She knows you love her!
Sweet Maisy. How fortunate you were to have a family who loved you so much! My sweet friend, Patty. Loving dogs is a risky thing. They give you so much, but it is so hard to see them go. Big hugs.
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