Life Is Not Fair

On December 24, 2004, I witnessed the most amazing event. The birth of the best companion I've ever had in my life. He's literally saved my life on several occasions. Sebastian is my Pembroke Welsh Corgi. He's lived a long life, especially for a pure-bred, but as happens with many, he's coming to the end of his time on this earth. Illness along with age are the culprits. The following was written hours after my Husband and I agreed that it's time to allow him to go to his final rest.

 A life,

any life,

is a precious gift.

He comes into your life

when you need him most.

He shows you what unconditional love is,

Giving, never expecting.

He's there with you through all the joy,

all the pain,

Never wanting more than to be there for you.

You show him the same,

all the love,

all the joy.

Life can be a cruel taskmaster.

It's rarely fair, but

Life is what Life is.

When the one you love is at the point

where life is nothing but pain,

sickness,

Is that really life?

He's been there with me since his birth,

He's helped me in ways I could never have imagined,

He's gotten me through some pretty hard times.

Now, at the end of his lifetime,

am I wrong to not want to let that go?

Am I wrong to want him to be with me forever?

Is it fair to force him to endure because I'm too weak to let him go?

Sometimes,

the right thing to do is the hardest thing to do.

I'm going to have to let him go,

if nothing else, if for no other reason,

then to allow him to end the pain.

No other will ever be able to take his place,

nor should it be different.

He will occupy a part of my heart

that will be closed off to all others.

I will miss him,

I will cry for him,

But, I will remember him...

Always.