Mom's heart is so broken at the loss of her little Jack Russell, Pete. Fourteen years is a long time.
She'd never heard the Rainbow Bridge poem. She has now. It's SO true of my sweet mother. As my friend of so long said to me not too long ago, "I don't think your mom has ever met an animal she didn't love and vice versa." Amen to that.
And, one day there will be a plethora of activity on that Rainbow Bridge as my mom crosses over and all the animals she's loved and nurtured in a lifetime will certainly be there all a joy to see her sweet smile. As will be many people who've been blessed by her love and have left here before any of us.
Not much of a way to begin your birthday in the middle of your eighth decade of life and love.
Nothing crushes my heart and soul worse than seeing and hearing and feeling my mother's cry and heartache.
But, she's the most amazing woman I've lived to tell about, that's for sure.
I LOVE YOU, MOM.
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