Former Blackout Artist

“How lucky am I to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.”
– Winnie the Pooh

It is truly incredible to possess such a profound connection with someone or something that the mere thought of bidding farewell becomes an arduous task. The emotions that arise, a mixture of gratitude, appreciation, and reluctance, are a testament to the immeasurable value of this cherished bond. It is a gift beyond measure, an irreplaceable treasure that fills one’s heart with joy and melancholy simultaneously. Indeed, the fortunate nature of having such a warming presence in one’s life is unparalleled, as it adds depth, meaning, and significance to every interaction and moment shared. How truly blessed am I to experience the immense power of a connection capable of rendering a goodbye so seemingly impossible.

Had I known that my little buddy was entering the final week of his life, so much would’ve changed.

I would’ve cancelled all of my meetings for the week. We would’ve gone for long walks in the park. We would’ve hiked around the lake every day. We would’ve played fetch and drank out of the nearby stream together when we became tired and thirsty. We would’ve come home and feasted on hotdogs and bacon. We would’ve sat quietly together, with you perched on my lap, on the back deck and simply enjoyed the quiet presence of one another’s company in the evenings. And when that day was finished, we’d go upstairs, snuggle in bed, and wake up the next morning ready to do it all over again.

But knowing all of this would not have changed the enormous anguish I felt that moment when I held you for the last time; that moment when every cherished memory you gave me over the years collided with the depressing reality that that’s all I would have left to hold onto from that point forward.

An Ode to Duke

I came home today expecting
your joyful greeting at the door.
But as I walked inside I realized
that you’re not with me anymore.

Your usual spot on the couch is empty,
your favorite toys are neatly stored.
But tears filled my eyes as I realized
that you’re not with me anymore.

I miss your bark, your sneeze, your yawn,
and your playful growl during tug-of-war.
It’s impossible to fathom, to painful to imagine,
that you’re not with me anymore.

So I bid you goodbye with a sorrowful cry,
for no friend in life more I adored.
You gave me your love, you were sent from above.
I’ll remember you forevermore.

Thank you for being such a wonderful, wonderful, friend Dukie. There will never be another Yorkie like you, ever. You were a gift from heaven and your presence gave us immense joy! May you Rest in Peace forever. Amen.