I Still Love You, Trevor!, separated from a most special doggie Options

[Bobbie]

My Dearest, Darling Trevor,

Well, here we are at a new crossroad in our Grief Journey and Life Journey. I was on this section, briefly, soon after we had to part, but then went back to the Death and Dying section, where I felt more comfortable at the time and met some exceptional animals and their people! I guess you could say that we are "movin' on up" to this new section to continue our love notes and messages. Make yourself comfortable, my hunky bunky!

Yesterday's ceremony was so special. I will stop by today and see how thngs look. Might even stop in and say hello to Andrew!

Trevor, my love for you continues to grow, each and every day. My gratitude to you will never cease. I still have so many questions about your life before us, but I'm not going to obsess about any of that. I think I'm going to take some time to remember and at the same time, look forward with you!

Please have a wonderful day with ALL of you buddies and friends! I'll write more tonight.

I LOVE YOU, TREVOR!
XOmommyXO

[Bobbie]

Dearest Trevor,

We have a (new) friend who is also gifted with the talent of manipulating words into exactly the right emotions and feelings! He captures our thoughts and weaves them into a love POEM! Now you have love letters and love poems - you lucky boy! Now I'd like you to go find those Doxies that the Poet talks about and introduce yourself, if you haven't already, and tell them that your mommy thinks their daddy is awesome and she is forever grateful! Thank you!

Today was not a good day and I will not bore you with the measely details. Suffice it to say mommy finally got the message that the Almighty has been trying to tell her. Sometimes I can be really hard-headed, although not as much as you Cocker Spaniels. All you guys ran into bumpers on parked cars right on your heads and didn't flinch at all! It sounded like you had broken you skull! But, nope. You were fine.

Now I hear a thunderstorm. Must mean that those angels are back into bowling again. I kind of like hearing the sound and remembering what my mom and dad used to tell me about the angels bowling. Thunder meant they'd hit a strike!!!!!!

Trevor, I am very tired tonight and am going back to bed. Have a peace-filled night and I will write lots more tomorrow!

I LOVE YOU, TREVOR!
XOmommyXO