|A last chance for a few quick pictures...|
The kids had a hard time. I had a hard time. My FF had a hard time.
Then, 2:30am, boys woke up with fevers. When I went to move the truck, it died backing it out of the parking spot, luckily my hubby hadn't left yet. He was in the car, but still here. He pushed me out of the alley. The Bear got out. It just did not get any better. Tears were flowing. No one slept very well. The boys said they felt fine, even though I was not so sure. Just one of those days I guess.
We had a pancake breakfast. Then I decided to make a trip to Build-A-Bear. When we got there, no goldens, even though there was one on-line. So, we opted for a Fennec Fox, looks like a golden whose ears decided to stick up. We even found bandannas like Will's. How perfect! And it worked. These little fleece packages of fuzz brought smiles through the tears and suddenly there were some snickers and laughter made its way back. Kids are amazing!
It worked, they were excited. And the healing began. Life can continue now.
I told the kids that they were hurting so badly, simply because they loved so deeply. Now, Willow is gone and she took part of their hearts with her to keep her company. All the joy over the last 13 years, is worth the sorrow. But it does not make it any easier.
Rest In Peace Princess Willow, your reign was amazing.
January 24, 1999-April 1, 2012. We will love you forever.