Thursday, August 31, 2023

Your Wings Were Ready But My Heart Was Not

 August 30, 2023 - Yesterday, you crossed that beautiful Rainbow Bridge and walked into the arms of those gone before you.  How can I possibly ever stand it?  You were my special baby boy - the love dog who wanted "everyone" to be ok (and in the same room).  I didn't know everything you would teach me.  I didn't know my heart would one day have to endure this heartbreak.

In 2010, Buddy's daycare (The Paw Pad) asked Bev if Buddy might need a brother?  I instantly said "no" but when it's meant to be, it WILL be.  At Christmas time that year, I went online to find "beagle" gifts for Bev.  I happened to look at the website for The Paw Pad to see if they happened to carry anything and saw a picture of you.  My beautiful baby boy - Charlie.  I always wanted a dog named Charlie.  :)  (I'd tell you that over and over throughout your life.)  No, it wasn't love at first sight, lol.  What I noticed was that in every picture of you, there was Buddy!  You two already loved each other and your Mom and I imagined that the two of you were working out a plan to get us to adopt you.  

So, I gave in and Bev, Buddy, and me went to The Paw Pad to meet you.  Looking back on that first meeting, when you were running in circles all around the three of us, I remember saying I didn't know about this hyperactive doggie running in circles so fast almost like a fan blade!  LOL  Bev assured me you were just excited and would be fine so we took you home.  

For the first few years, you were Buddy's dog.  After all, he picked you out!  You would go outside together, lie together, play together, get your picture made together, go to daycare together, etc.  You loved each other.  Then, on March 30, 2018, Buddy went through the doggie door to the outside world and never returned.  He laid down and passed away.  I can't imagine how that day felt to you but I was determined to make your life ok.  You were the doggie I wanted to make feel better and that never changed.  From then on, first I saved you and then you saved me. 

We had three years together before the diabetes diagnosis.  You were my rock, my warmth, my heart.  Mommy Bev had to work out of town and you and I became very close because we had only each other.  Sometimes, I wish we had left it that way but I always wondered if you were lonely - I didn't want you to be lonely or sad or sick or depressed.  I only wanted you to feel loved and happy.

In May 2021, the diabetes diagnosis came and we started the next 2.5 years of twice-daily shots, blindness, and green beans!  Lord, the green beans you ate!  You enjoyed many vegetables and fruits and ice cream (before the diabetes, of course).  Your favorite though was CHEESE!  Ugh.  It made you clog up and when it did come out it would stick to your butt, lol.  You got so embarrassed when I had to clean your butt.  You were grateful though.  You were always grateful.  My grateful little boy.  

Mommy and I checked every day, usually more than once, to see if you were still breathing.  We knew you were getting older and that the diabetes would eventually take its toll and we loved you so much.  Yesterday, your breath stopped.  The hardest thing was seeing you so sick and we knew we had to let you go.  We had to take that final loving step of letting you go to Buddy.  Bud-Bud was there - I just know it - welcoming you to the field of beauty and love that is your eternity.  I can imagine the accolades you were given for all the love and support you gave to your two Mommies!  A job so well done from a beautiful baby that couldn't talk.  We talked with our eyes didn't we baby.  I'll never ever forget and when I get there I'll hold you tight again and kiss that head with a million kisses.  I love you, Charlie Boy.  Thank you for choosing us.

Saturday, July 29, 2023

Connection

It's been a hard day without you.
Not that you're ever always here but
for the last 2 weeks,
I spoke to you almost every day.

Secretly, I'm planning my next trip in my mind.
I just need to be closer occasionally.  
That's it, no more.  ILD

Friday, July 21, 2023

I wish

 I do wish I had one friend . . .

One who would listen and understand what I say and think . . .

One who wouldn't judge my thoughts and musings . . .

One who would be able to keep my thoughts to themselves and

maybe even (someday) appreciate some of what I felt.

I do wish . . .

The Mastery of Love

The Mastery of Love

1.  I have the power to create what I want.

2.  All of our drama is practiced by us.  To become Masters of Love is to practice.  


Monday, October 10, 2022

Peace be with Me

It occurs to me today,

That I have not been totally peaceful since that time,

The time that you and I were together,

and all that mattered was us.

And is that because I was suppose to live a life of unrest,

Never quite being satisfied,

Always wanting something more exciting to hang onto?

I honestly don't know and could guess but feel the need to think a little longer...

Deborah, My Sister

Happy Birthday, Deb!

I miss you so much.
I had no idea how much I would miss you.
Thank you for being my sister.
Thank you for being Kenny's rock.
I love you and I pray for you.

Today, on what would have been your 70th birthday,
I send to you thousands of yellow roses.

I hope heaven is beautiful for you.
xoxoxo Much love always,

Melonie

Thursday, July 28, 2022

Write it all down and release


I apologize
I forgive you
I forgive myself
I release my stress
Just breathe . . .
I am grateful
I am blessed
I am loved
I am wealth
I am abundance
I am joy
I am all there is
I am meant to be here
I am learning
It is ok that I am not perfect
I am ok



Monday, April 18, 2022

TAX DATE 2022

On a typical tax date you retired.  I know how absolutely thrilled you are with your new home and things to go in it.  I'm so excited for you both.  

Today, I talked to you for what felt like the last time.  I know in my heart it's not the last time but it felt that way and I know why and it's ok.  Still, when we hung up the phone I had tears in my eyes.

One thing is for sure . . .  that day in February, 1977 destroyed both of us.  Yes by god we LOVE THEM and 'til death do us part.  We know, we get it, and we want it to be that way.  But, I can tell you that deep, down inside I am dying.  The thoughts are many.  How come TK can talk to you whenever he wants and I can't?  How's that for bratty?  LOL  There's more.

If I had it to do over I would ask my parents to please let me go.  I'd tell them to leave it unresolved would destroy the rest of my life.  We needed a resolution.  Not one controlled by other people - one of our own choosing.  Even the last time you left we didn't do it because we fell out of love.  We did it because I needed to be single and you needed a partner.  As if, once I got away from my parents I would never again allow anyone to call the shots for me.

I've not had a healthy relationship since.  I don't have a best friend.  I don't trust most people to even help me think things through or share with them.  I know you've had better relationships with some people but I also know you've dealt with anxiety and other ailments as a result of this (and other things).  We were literally destroyed.  If my wife weren't the person she is, she would have left me long ago.  

So, now what?  Thankfully, we're closer to the end.  My heart wants you to thoroughly enjoy every single day of your retirement.  I hope I get to visit and I hope one day I get to retire.  I hope one day my stomach will release the knots.  It's time to go forward rather than back.  I will always love you with all of my heart and I'll see you on the other side if nowhere else.  But I don't think it's EVER going to end.  Now to make that ok.  ILD

February 1977

Is it possible to remember the details?

It was February 1977 - what day?  Who knows . . . somewhere in that 28 days we said good-bye and left our crazy world forever.  We couldn't get it back - we tried - more than once.  I remember your coat - plaid - you wore it often.  Your glasses, your face, your hair, your lips - god, I loved you. You brought me cigarettes - 2 packs.  I have no memory of Willie Nelson, Blue Eyes Crying in the Rain - you said it was raining - we were both destroyed.  I went back to the room I was moving out of and on the orange carpeted floor, among the piles of boxes, I screamed at GOD - "please, don't ever let me see her again if this is wrong!"  

It was over, done - or was it?  I went on.  You went on.  Contact happened, back and forth, push and pull.  I honestly lost track of how many times you pulled me close and pushed me away based on your need to do what you felt was right.  The way the tapestry thread of our love wove in and out of my life is something I look back on and smile.  It's gold and shiny and soft and loving.  I love you.  There are no conditions attached.  I just love you.   


Thursday, August 19, 2021

o. k.

I can feel the walls
and it's ok with me
because I know the truth

Don't wrap it in regret
It's ok, it'll always be o. k.