We knew our time together would not be long. She seemed to know this better than I did. As I watched her light begin to dim and move from the earth to the sky, she told me it was time to let her go across the Rainbow Bridge. So, she died in my arms eating delicious treats - a foodie to the end. Her journey into the new world was born.
I am happy she is free of the earthly perils that can taunt us in the last months and days of life. Yet, I deeply miss her bright eyes and her song. She had a great voice, and we loved to sing together. My days are not the same - no day is as it was when a spirit we love leaves us.
I know I am a better person now because of her sweetness, which she gave so freely to all she met. And, I know the light never goes out. The love never ends when we're gone.