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to take away your sadness and grief.

If I could, I would, not just for you, but also for me. I wept for my Lily again this morning. There is something so pure and good about the love of and for a "dog" ... which is such a poor description of someone who only loves you - being with and near you - never judging and always supportive. Someone who listens to every part of your heart and never lets anyone else know what they know of and about you.

After Lily died, I thought I had a sheltie sized hole in my heart and what I found was that I had a Lily sized hole in my heart and nothing will ever fill that space.

The only thing I know to do is to continue to talk to her and love all the things that she was for me.

My virtual arms are around you, my friend.

I am so glad that the son of your friend is wise enough to understand that love does mean everything.