Sunday, November 15, 2009
A Puppy to Sleep With ... Priceless!
This may seem like such a little thing to many, but to me, this is one of those credit card ad "Priceless" moments.
Tears rolled down Tobey's 8-year-old face as he stroked the little dogs smooth back.
"Mom, I really miss Sophie. I loved her so much."
Oh, child. Grief is hard. I ache to see him ache, but am grateful for the opportunity to share this with him. I hug him tight.
"Mom, it was the right decision to let Sophie go."
We snuggle for a bit.
Henry begins to breathe deeply under Tobey's young hands.
"Mom ... you can go now."
I smile and tip-toe out so as not to wake our new bed-warmer.