Still cant let go
by Monica Brinlee
I was here about a year ago. I had told the story of what had happened to my Cinnamon. I lost her to anti-freeze. I thought we were gonna make it for awhile cause she lived for a year and 2 months after the nightmare began. She was my miricale. The vet said she shouldnt have made it. Well it will be 1 year on the 28th of this november. I wanted to come back and put her name up one more time, this just may become a tradition for me. Cin was special because I dont have any children. I was there when she came into this world and I was there when she left it. Everyday I think of her. Theres not a smell, sound, song, a day that I breathe that she hasnt been in my thoughts. Its strange I guess it's even hard to get in my truck to drive for the fact that she was always with me. If Cin wasnt there people would ask where is Cin is she ok. She was my shadow. The movie butchers wife had a saying in it a Split-Apart Cin was mine. Even though she had no human body she had a human soul. She knew all my moods and feelings. Sad or happy she always knew what I needed. I found a dear friend in everything about her. I have 4 other dogs and 4 cats also. They are all my babies but none will ever be her. I do have her momma Binky Bonkers, so I'm blessed to still have some of her here with me. They are somewhat alike. I guess since this is going to be the first year of my life I have to start letting go, I figured this would be the best place to still keep Cin alive in my heart cause I still cant let go. I also have a few babies to remember for my uncle who lost his lab Brutis due to old age, Keely a dear friend who lost konna a dashound due to old age. To the McBrides for having a long life with Tiny thier boxer who was lost to cancer. One last person to my best friend my stereo sound Karen in which we met through this wonderful page, for her Sammie who was also lost to cancer. This is also for all of you who have stories or poems. I cant read them all or answer them all so for those that I didnt write personally, you are all in my thoughts and hopefully we all will see our babies again.
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