For while I live, in my heart you shall never die.”
My “little bee’–you WERE my best friend. The years go by, and still there is no one like you. You came to me twice–will there be a third time? Will I see my sweet bee again?
I miss you so much. I miss the howl at the door when I came home, I miss your beautiful eyes. I miss how smart you were (smarter than some people!) I miss your sense of humor. I miss you when we go riding in the woods. “Jaz” misses you. I miss how you knew me–better than most people. I miss your love. I miss–YOU.
I am crying as I write this. Please–Come back to me again little girl–I’m waiting….