[Dailydrool] Fw: Re: Emma who was waiting for her Mom to come ... (Daily Drool)

[RAY WERTZ]

--- On Sat, 9/19/09, RAY WERTZ <johannamrstreez at verizon.net> wrote:


From: RAY WERTZ <johannamrstreez at verizon.net>
Subject: Re: Emma who was waiting for her Mom to come ... (Daily Drool)
To: Hinchliffe at aol.com
Date: Saturday, September 19, 2009, 8:42 AM







Dearest Beth..you are a truly loving & amazing person.
Dear Sweet Emma is on her way to the bridge surrounded by your soft blanket of love & engulfed in pure drool from all who never met her or you but have embraced you both in the purest of love, care & light....
 
Don't fret..you did everything perfectly, it was motivated by pure love...
Don't worry about your friends return, I think everything worked out the way it was meant too.  A person could not ask for a better friend.
 
Pls post as often as you can. & we will get you through your friends return.
Pls e-mail me (off-line) your phone # if you feel like a phone call.....
 
Sad Ahroos & may you be engulfed in heart-healing drool to mend your broken heart,
Houndie gentle hugs,
JohannaMama to Lucy & Susie
and Baron & DaisyMae (forever together, sharing a cloud atb)

--- On Sat, 9/19/09, Hinchliffe at aol.com <Hinchliffe at aol.com> wrote:


From: Hinchliffe at aol.com <Hinchliffe at aol.com>
Subject: Emma who was waiting for her Mom to come ... (Daily Drool)
To: greenlikethecolor at gmail.com, dpmcquade at verizon.net, c.mitchell at eastlink.ca, cdowd_postalpros at yahoo.com, handsomehounds at yahoo.com, ellathebasset at hotmail.com, cburlew at rochester.rr.com, johannamrstreez at verizon.net, teddyandizzy at gmail.com, ldianis at comcast.net, cara_witkowski at yahoo.com, MTipping at cblh.com, cowbobdog at gmail.com, imvi at comcast.net, jchazey at gmail.com, BasetSavr5 at aol.com
Date: Saturday, September 19, 2009, 2:13 AM





She didn't make it.
 
Oh, my friends and DD family, I am just broken-hearted and can't stop crying as I cradle her.  Sweet Emma tried so hard through this long, endless week to hang on for her Mom to come home.  The vets tried so hard, doing everything they could to keep her comfortable and peaceful.  And I just held her and loved her and prayed for her and never left her alone, not for a minute, this whole awful week.  Now her Mom will come home and her house and her heart will be empty, and I'll have to pick her up at the airport and somehow find the words to tell her that we have lost forever our precious Emma, who I knew from the minute she was born and who spent almost every day with me; dear dear Emma whom I adored; courageous, loving little Emma who tried with every ounce of her special spirit to wait to see her Mom once last time.
 
I did everything I could this week to try to make it so that she could go to the bridge while in her Mom's embrace.  I know I will forever examine and question every move I made.  I tried to do everything for her, out of love.  I have been so exhausted and anguished that I fear I wasn't thinking straight, and I just hope that I didn't do anything wrong for her, she deserved pure love and peace and happiness, our poor brave little girl.
 
Then just now, at about 1 a.m., we were lying in bed, she was in my arms, and I'd drifted into sleep, when suddenly I woke up, as I have so many times every night this week, whenever she moved or her breathing changed.  This time, I knew.  For about 15 minutes I held her tightly and talked to her as her breathing changed, kept telling her that her Mom was on her way to her, that her Mom loved her, that I loved her, that she was the sweetest little bunny girl anyone could have, and I just talked and hugged so that the last thing she heard and felt was pure love, and then she was gone, in my arms, gone, gone, and I can scarcely breathe through the pain and the tears and the grief and the wondering.
 
You have been my strength and my support through all of this, I really couldn't have made it this far without your love and your e-mails and your insights and your caring.  You reassured me that anything done from love is the right choice.  I wish you all could have known Emma, oh I can't believe I'm talking about her in the past tense, I can't believe this ... 
 
I don't know how to get through this night with her right here next to me, but not coming back, and how to get through tomorrow and then tomorrow night telling her Mom, and then all the time to come.
 
Thank you, all of you, my dearest DD friends, I love you and thank you and ask that you pray for Emma, on her way to the Bridge, where my Blueberry, who also loved her so, waits.
 
Heartbroken,
Beth
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