Please be at peace, Bob.
Grieve, breathe, and be gently healed.
You have many genuine friends ... good friends
who care, who empathize, who sincerely support you.
Read all their wonderful condolences, offered here with compassion.
Think and feel all the compassion you and Missie have joyfully shared.
In Pure Truth, she's
not completely 'left' you ... and never could. In the
infinite dimensions of Spirit, Missie is an intimate part of your inner being.
Bob remember, life doesn't simply end when the physical body finally recycles.
It transforms, regenerates, journeys forth ... she's merely 'gone home' to Spirit.
Everything she ever was ... as Missie, your adorable cat and friend ... still lives on.
In Pure Divine Love ... within your every breath and heartbeat ... always part of YOU.
Your honor and memorial to her is special ... that memorial is YOU ... how you cherish
her memory, how you speak of your fun times together, how you shared this with us.
Missie's purr, her meow, as well as all of her reactions to your voice and touch,
will always be there to comfort you. All within YOUR 'living-memories'.
Another set of memories, now lovingly placed in your care,
are all those of how wonderfully YOU have cared for her.
In time, when you're ready, your extended 'Family
Of The Universe' will bring you a new pet to love.
So once again, grieve then breathe my friend.
And soon, you'll smile again ... knowing
:
the river she sails
flows from dark to light
if Missie seems to sail far
or too distant for your sight
it doesn't mean her journey ends
it simply means ... the river bends
