Goodbye . . . . . Buffy
by Linda K.
Last week, on a fine autumn day, we buried the urn, containing your ashes, under the magnolia tree in our garden.
We covered the spot with stones and decorated with some million flowers. Your name, written on a granite stone.
It was one of your favorite places in the garden aside from the terrace, where you also loved to stay and mingle with your family when the weather was nice and sunny.
It's the right site. We can always see it from the windows of the living room, dining room and from Jenny's room.
We're still sad and miss you.
We say goodbye but we will never forget you.