When I saw the date of my last post, I could not believe it has been almost a year.
Unfortunately, I have to start again on a sad note. Our Miss Onyx left us on July 5th of this past summer. I have been beyond sadness. Miss Onyx was my four legged soul mate. She was my shadow, my studio muse, my heart and soul. Her greatest pleasure in life was just being with us. Anywhere, anytime. She was such a happy dog. Her big brown eyes--well, you could see to her soul.
I know many of you know her from my blog parties. She loved fashion. Any chance she got to dress up she was so proud, sadly she hated the camera.
I knew she was not right around the beginning of the year, but no diagnosis. The Drs. said it was her age, as she was healthy as could be. I did not agree that it was just age, as she was spunky as ever. Until one day we got a dreaded diagnosis. Lung cancer. How???
By then her time was short, but we made the most of it. I am in tears writing this. It will be some time before the hurt stops. It seems like just yesterday we were rescuing her out of a ditch. She was only about six months old.
I am coming to terms slowly. I found this poem and I believe it to be so true.
For you--Onnie---my beautiful girl---
Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away to the next room.
I am I and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other,
That, we still are.
Call me by my old familiar name.
Speak to me in the easy way
which you always used.
Put no difference into your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me. Pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word
that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effect.
Without the trace of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same that it ever was.
There is absolute unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind
because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you.
For an interval.
Somewhere. Very near.
Just around the corner.
All is well.
Henry Scott Holland