Why? I ask myself this question each time my little Dobey’s face comes to mind. Why did he have to leave us so soon? Why in such an awful way? Why didn’t the driver stop?
Dobey left us in the late summer of 2004. The only thing I can really remember is walking into the kitchen and noticing a strange look on my mothers face.
I emediately knew something was wrong. Was my Dad hurt? Was my grandma sick? A million things buzzed around in my head as she told me that she had some very bad news.
“Honey”, she continued,”Dobey was hit by a car this morning”.
My heart stopped. Was I really hearing this? Was I still sleeping? I kept telling myself “I’m going to wake up any miniute now and see that this is all just a dream”.
But it wasn’t a dream. My best friend was gone. I would never see him again. I would never get to say goodbye.
My Dad burried him in the backyard near the flowers.
Though Dobey was only a few monthes old, he touched my heart in ways that I can not begin to explain. There will always be a special place in my heart for him, and the special moments we shared.
I love you Dobey Adam.
Always in my heart,
| Dobey Adam |
| Bethany |