On December 8th 2008 it will be 2 years since God called Jordan home.
I think of him every day, sometimes with dry eyes, sometimes not.
He stole my heart the first day I brought him home. Our 14 year journey was the best years of my life.
He taught me what non-judgmental unconditional love was, so innocent, dignified and pure.
I have had dogs almost all my life, but Jordan was a very special little guy, a gem that I was so lucky to find.
From the first day I got him, Jordan always did all the right things. He loved everyone and all other animals.
Since Jordan left me 2 years ago, I have read every poem & story on the Rainbow Bridge. I have come to one conclusion, the reason there is so much passion for our animals is there unique quality of the purest love and trust without end. They give us there all from the day they are born until the day they die. The virtues without vices of true love, loyalty and trust, with the non judgmental way they live there lives always to please there masters. There only ambition is to be with there God, YOU.
In reading a few of these stories on the Rainbow Bridge, I have been comforted in knowing that one day we will all be with our loving pets again. There has been one gentleman in particular that had a near death experience in which he had a loving moment with his dog Syd, that had died 3 years earlier, before returning to his body in the hospital. In speaking with this man via email, he is the real deal.
Letting Jordan go was by far the hardest thing I have ever had to do. I think it is probably because we are there God, and they look to you for everything that they know to be constant.
My mother, who died 10 years ago, was and still is my angel. But not far behind her is my furry angel, Jordan. If love alone could have saved them, they never would have died.
Jordan, the memories of your love, so loyal and true, will live on with me for eternity, in my heart my soul and my mind. When you left me you did not go alone, because part of me went with you. The day we meet again will be a glorious one. To be able to hold you again will be euphoric.
God bless you Jordan, until we meet again.

The LIVING LOVE story below has so much truth. After 2 years without Jordan, I believe I am slowly reaching the 4th day of the story.

Living Love
by Martin Scot Kosins

If you ever love an animal, there are three days in your life you will always remember...

The first is a day, blessed with happiness, when you bring home your young new friend. You may have spent weeks deciding on a breed. You may have asked numerous opinions of many vets, or done long research in finding a breeder. Or, perhaps in a fleeting moment, you may have just chosen that silly looking mutt in a shelter--simply because something in its eyes reached your heart. But when you bring that chosen pet home, and watch it explore, and claim its special place in your hall or front room--and when you feel it brush against you for the first time--it instills a feeling of pure love you will carry with you through the many years to come.

The second day will occur eight or nine or ten years later. It will be a day like any other. Routine and unexceptional. But, for a surprising instant, you will look at your long-time friend and see age where you once saw youth. You will see slow deliberate steps where you once saw energy. And you will see sleep where you once saw activity. So you will begin to adjust your friend's diet--and you may add a pill or two to her food. And you may feel a growing fear deep within yourself, which bodes of a coming emptiness. And you will feel this uneasy feeling, on and off, until the third day finally arrives.

And on this day--if your friend and God have not decided for you, then you will be faced with making a decision of your own--on behalf of your lifelong friend, and with the guidance of your own deepest Spirit. But whichever way your friend eventually leaves you--- you will feel as alone as a single star in the dark night. If you are wise, you will let the tears flow as freely and as often as they must. And if you are typical, you will find that not many in your circle of family or friends will be able to understand your grief, or comfort you. But if you are true to the love of the pet you cherished through the many joy-filled years, you may find that a soul--a bit smaller in size than your own---seems to walk with you, at times, during the lonely days to come. And at moments when you least expect anything out of the ordinary to happen, you may feel something brush against your leg--very very lightly. And looking down at the place where your dear, perhaps dearest, friend used to lay---you will remember those three significant days. The memory will most likely be painful, and leave an ache in your heart---As time passes the ache will come and go as it has a life of its own. You will both reject it and embrace it, and it may confuse you. If you reject it, it will depress you. If you embrace it, it will deepen you. Either way, it will still be an ache.

But there will be, I assure you, a fourth day when---along with the memory of your pet---and piercing through the heaviness in your heart---there will come a realization that belongs only to you. It will be as unique and strong as our relationship with each animal we have loved, and lost. This realization takes the form of a Living Love---like the heavenly scent of a rose that remains after the petals have wilted, this love will remain and grow--and be there for us to remember. It is a love we have earned. It is the legacy our pets leave us when they go. And it is a gift we may keep with us as long as we live. It is a love which is ours alone. And until we ourselves leave, perhaps to join our beloved pets--it is a love that we will always possess.