Dearest Little Maggie, Our Sweetie-Pie.
We miss you so much it is hard to get through a day and come home to the stillness of what was once a happy home. We miss cuddling you, your kisses, your unconditional love. Will I ever stop crying? I am thankful that God chose to take you on a beautiful sunny Saturday morning when we were all at home, and that you did not suffer much. I am thankful that he let you die cuddled in my arms, your poor heart just couldn’t take any more. At least you died happy while you were playing. You have given Daddy and I more love than we could have ever expected. You truly were my little “shadow.”
The night you died, I heard you crying and ran outside in the middle of the night looking for you, and you weren’t there. I called your name and you didn’t come.
When we found out that your heart was bad and you were sick last month, I feel like we got a 2nd chance with you because you got better and was able to run and play again, but only for a short while.
I am thankful that you got to ride on the lawn mower with me one more time, your favorite thing to do with Mommy, all the while licking my face and looking for something to bark at.
Be happy… run, and chase the squirrels, our precious little baby. Until we meet again at the Rainbow Bridge…You will be in our hearts forever.
We love and miss you so much,
| Maggie Mae |
| 1, May 2004 |
| Jim/Marilyn Schuman |