Tuesday, April 3, 2012

A Bridge Called Love

My little fish is not doing well. Yesterday I had hope; today I know that his time has come. By the end of the day he will be gone. I've said my good-byes and told him it was okay to go. Such a little trooper he is, and it is so hard watching him suffer, struggling to stay with us. He's brought joy to so many people throughout the years. Such a legacy he leaves behind. I'm going to miss him so.

It takes us back to brighter years,
to happier sunlit days
and to precious moments
that will be with us always.
And these fond recollections
are treasured in the heart
to bring us always close to those
from whom we had to part.
There is a bridge of memories
from earth to Heaven above...
It keeps our dear ones near us
It's the bridge that we call love.
    Author Unknown


  1. Gosh, that's too bad, Mary. He's such a cute little guy.

  2. how sad..i love his little face, so sorry ♥

  3. ohhhhhhh so sorry. That picture of him made me smile everytime I looked at it. Happy trails little fish - see you again someday.

  4. Good morning dear lady.....I haven't been checking in lately....as we have been busy with our new pup. Sorry to hear about the loss of your little buddy. It is amazing how one can get attached to ALL of God's creatures.

    have a good week.....


  5. Dear Mary, I'm officially on a blogging break... But so sad at this news... I had to tell you so.

    Gentle hugs...

  6. What a sweet happy face. I'm sorry Mary.