Zoey is turning 11 years old next month and even now I'm noticing changes in her personality. Ok, hold on. This is Zoey (see below)
She is the most wonderful, kind, smart, compassion and spunky little creature that I have in my life. She's been there for me to kiss away my tears, play with, talk to and chase the world around us. She came to me from a relationship that was so hard to walk away from, that pieces of my heart are still gone because of it. She's the last piece of my past that I have closest to my heart and thinking about losing her with age is breaking me apart. Even as I type this, it's through tears.
Being a lover of all sorts, when I put my heart into someone, whether human or animal, I put my whole heart into it. I fall in love hard, and fall apart just as hard. It's the Scorpio in me. I know one day I won't hysterically cry about Zoey when she's gone, but the thought of that ever happening is so unthinkable and incomprehensible to me right now.
But now trying to emotionally brace myself to let Zoey go is going to be the hardest thing that I will ever do. I wish I could clone but that doesn't even guarantee a replica. She's my puppy and my first child of sorts. It was me and her against the world for the longest of time. I am blessed to have years left with her and from day one I've always appreciated her and loved her as much as she would let me. Even when I lived without her for a year, I drove 50 miles one way, every week to spend time with her.
Just when you think you have everything figured out, throw in another broken heart. Love those you love. Tell, show and touch them. We are all forced to let go of someone we love. While we are together, let them know that they are your world and letting go will never mean forgetting.
Emotionally yours, Merry Ms Berry
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