Bernie, My Baby

It has been a few months since you've been gone and some days I still walk into the house and expect to see you there. You were such a sweet and happy little thing and brought me more joy than anyone or anything ever has in my life.

You loved to cuddle, and slept in our bed with your head on the pillow. You couldn't wag your tail so you would wiggle your whole body with happiness. Everyone who met you loved you. You were the first dog I had that was truly mine, and I am so sorry I did not do a better job keeping you safe.

We were out for a run and you were having such a great time. Then you saw a dog on the other side of the street and starting lunging and barking because you wanted to get over there to play. I picked you up to calm you down and, although you wiggled a lot at first, you did calm down.

I put you down and half a second later realized that in your wiggling you separated the leash from your harness. You saw your chance to play with the other dogs and took it, dashing across the busy street, right in front of an oncoming car. The one blessing is that it happened instantly and they say you wouldn't have felt any pain.

It kills me because it was such a senseless tragedy. There were so many tiny choices that I could have made, any one of which would mean you would still be with me today. Next month would be your first birthday. I feel so robbed of all the years we should have had together.

I miss you, baby. I am so sorry. You were the best little boy.

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we all make mistakes...
by: joann

I know that you have a lot of guilt right now. I would too. BUT, we all do things we wish we could change.

My son-in-law was in an accident recently and hit a family in the rear end. The person in the other vehicle admitted she stopped too quickly for him to stop before hitting them. They made sure he wasn't to blame. But their 10 year old daughter was in the back of the van by the hatch and she died. He has had a lot of WHAT IFs and MAYBE IFs.

The truth is, everything happens for a reason. The little girl's organs were donated and she was an instant match to 8 children who were ready to die.

Your little one does not blame you. He loved you and you will see him again. Some day you may know the reason, maybe not. But trust that there is a reason.

Maybe there is another little one you are meant to have.

God bless.


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