1.29.2019
January 29. 2019
White Dog rested quietly against my side and let me cry. The day after is always hardest on me; that is when the realization that it wasn't a dream sets in. The Nilla greeting and routine were not needed and the extra time in the morning drove home that those empty moments were our new "normal." I struggle between wanting to tidy up but am not ready for the finality of things, hers, disappeared. White Dog gently whispers, "Not yet, momma. Leave those things be. We all need more time." She redirects me by suggesting that we look at photos and celebrate our extraordinary girl. She says that is energy better spent...seeing Nilla's most beautiful smile and her gentle personality.
White Dog asked me, "What do you notice, momma?" "That my glasses are useless with these darn tears?" "Momma, Nils is ALWAYS smiling. She loved our life and thrived. At 19 she still was like a pup in her enthusiasm and joy. Think of THOSE images; hold on to her happiness. This is a photo story of a life well lived and loved"
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Grief is hard....but always remember the wonderful life you gave her as part of the WDA
White Dog, you’re right sweetheart!
Oh, no. So very sorry about Nilla.It is never easy! Warm hugs.
We totally understand, it is very difficult but those smiles will live forever. Hugs to you all.
19! What a life. What a smile...
Such a little sweetheart. She will be greatly missed by all. :(
Sending Hugs
Such a beautiful smile. Sending you all love and good thoughts.
Nilla has the Eskie smile, and that sweet, sweet spirit! She’s looking down from above, and saying, “We will be joined again one day, and I’ll be there to greet you! You should see this place, but don’t come too soon. I am content waiting for as long as it takes. Thank you, Momma, Papa, and all my WDA peers, for the beautiful journey that I had with you on Earth.”
(((hugs))) To you as you set Nilla free. Rest in peace girl. She knows she was loved.
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