Author: Mirth

Rain, my love, I miss you more than I can say, though I’m sure you always knew how much. You came into my life near the end of a long prairie drought and were named after the rainstorm that arrived like a benediction only 2 days after I’d first held you. The picture I’ve chosen for you here is, again, water-logged, taken just after you’d been chasing sticks in the Grand River. Remember those lovely days? We had such a short time together, but those 7 1/2 years were the most beautiful of my life. You were my gift from the universe and I am forever grateful for the way you graced my life. I’ll never forget you, sweetheart, you’re intertwined with my heart. Rest easy, my love, and I hope so very much that we’ll be together again one day.