The Rainbow Bridge

Just this side of heaven is a place called The Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies, one that has been especially close to someone ( and ones who have not been close or had no one, to be adopted later), that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food and water, sunshine and cozy beds, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who have been ill and old are restored to health and vigor, those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing:

They each miss someone very special, someone who had to be left behind.

They all run together and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His or her bright eyes are intent; their eager body quivers. Suddenly, they break from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carry him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain on your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together.

On June 11, 2018 I lost my 4 legged furry best friend.

He will be forever missed, but has left paw prints on my heart forever just like all the rest. To know he is not in any more pain and yes i Believe in the Rainbow Bridge, it just don’t make it any better.


Depressed over stupid stuff

I had not been writing due to a bunch of stuff hitting me at one time. The furniture i had ordered came way to early due to the store closing and if i didn’t take my stuff now, well i would have nothing, not even the money back! Ouch. Now the problem with that i did not have my new living room set up yet, it was still my old bed room. Remember: I thought i still had lots of time yet, as they were holding the stuff for me. The room that i was going to use as my dressing room was not done either. To make a long story short i had to get two rooms done and ready, so i could get my stuff. Glad to say the living room is done and furniture is in looks great and we are enjoying. My dressing room is also done and it looks great also, i guess as good as a dressing room will look.

So here”s the kicker, my mom was so happy i got everything done, put her lift chair in the new living room. First night of her sitting and watching tv, she says to me i don’t like it. My feelings were so hurt, but i do not say anything, just sorry. She has not said nothing sense, and is still watching tv with me there, but who knows what she is thinking. I just thought, well no i didn’t think about her not liking it. I don’t think it is the room she don’t like, i think it is she has to walk a little to get there and it is something new. My mom don’t like change, I’m better now due to a few friends have seen the room and raved over it. As soon as my non techy self can figure out again on how to send a picture to my email, ( i swear it changes every day on how to do that) I will post a picture…

May you all feel Blessed today!!!