Two years ago today he left me… not because he wanted too, but because the Big Guy in the Sky called. I remember getting up and pulling his blanket around him as he lay there tired and old. I go around for work and then went and sat next to him for a few minutes petting him and hugging him and rubbing his ears and then it was time to go. I looked back and he was laying there looking up at me with love and I got down and hugged and kissed him one more time. As I walked to the door I reached to turn off the light and looked back at him looking at me and told him I loved him and he blinked back and I turned off the light. That was the last time I saw him alive……. Trevor died at about 10:00 AM while I was at work ….
When I came home and went to where he lay I looked at his face and he looked peaceful. He died peacefully in his sleep. I wish I had been there, but somehow I think he would not have liked to have me see him die. That was Trevor….
I buried him next to Niamh under the Apple Tree where so many years before he had sniffed her grave and looked up at me knowingly about why I was sad. Now, here he was being laid to rest. Today I will go out there and sit next to all my babies graves and cry….I will talk to them and wish they were still here and then I will walk slowly away and think about them all….. especially Trevor. It is hard to believe he has been gone two years now.
Will I ever stop missing him? Well, on August 13th it will be 8 years since Niamh passed and I still miss her… not as severe as I used to too… but I still miss her.
Someday we will be together again… running in the Meadows of Heaven… at least they will be there… I can only hope and believe I will be there too….. till then…. well I remember and smile sadly…. wishing……. waiting….missing…..
To you Trevor and my babies… this song says it all.. the dance of life I had with you was beautiful…… thank you….. I love you….