My Dearest Stuart –
How are you?
The Dad Peep and I have heavy hearts today and want to let you know how much we love you. You’ll never leave our lives, but you already know that.
You’re in our hearts and minds every single moment of every single day.
This morning last year you and I enjoyed a stroll around the lake at Forest Hill Park. It was a “Stuart Stroll” and you drank in the sunshine, smells and sights at every blade of grass. It was glorious.
I haven’t been back to the lake, though everybody at the Farmers’ Market still asks about you. They can’t believe you’re gone.
We can’t either.
This afternoon last year you helped the Dad Peep and I mulch Auntie Meredith’s front yard. Remember how warm it was? As always, your snoopervision was greatly appreciated. You sat and watched over the neighborhood. And I watched you. It was glorious.
This evening last year we three took our daily evening cocktail walk. We ran into the two Schnauzers down the block and you played with them as if you were a puppy. That, too, was glorious.
I rarely see the Schnauzers these days.
Then you decided it was time.
Thank you for that day. Thank you for that glorious time together. You left our lives just as you’d entered – with a sweet face and a serene calm.
Nothing could have prepared us for your exit, but, today, a year later, that memory is how we survive. We were together. You weren’t suffering. And we said goodbye.
I hope you heard me. I know you heard the Dad Peep, but I’ve always wondered if you heard me tell you goodbye that night.
I wonder if you’re thinking of us as we’re thinking of you today? And every day.
I hope you’re stirring the pot as only you can do over the Rainbow Bridge. Tell everyone “hello” for us. Let them know how much they’re loved.
Please stay in touch….but only if you feel like it. You always did whatever you wanted. Whenever you wanted.
Love always my boy,
Your Loving Peepstress and Dad Peep