I miss you soooo much.
Everyday I cry for you.
You were a part of my life for nearly 15 years. You accompanied me to adulthood, and I saw you
through to old age.
I know that it would have been selfish to keep you here with me while you were suffering so badly, but I feel so guilty. I held your head as you took your last breath. I looked into your beautiful brown eyes as your life left your body. I believe I did what was best for you,
but then why does it hurt so much?
I try to think of the great times we had together. You were truly my companion. You were my protector when I moved away from home to take my first job and
live in my first apartment.
I think about our many road trips. All the way from Florida to Vermont to Illinois and all the states in between.
You’ve been to more places than a lot of people!
It may be a cliche, but you really were my best friend. You understood me when no one else could. When I couldn’t share my feelings with anyone else, you kept my secrets. I knew that they were safe with you. You often licked the tears from my face when times were really tough.
It was something we shared, just us two.
I think about the many cold nights you slept on my feet, keeping them toasty warm. I loved to listen to you snore. The sound was always reassuring. And oh, those soft ears. Nothing was quite as soothing as rubbing those precious ears. I know you liked it too.
Somehow I know you are watching over me. I know you wouldn’t want me to be sad, especially since now I have no one to lick my face.
But your passing has left such a void in my life.
I miss you Buster Brown.
I love you.
| Buster Brown |
| 11, July 2004 |
| Traci |