|
 |
 
|
|
|
Memorial for
Hannah |
| resided
in , . |
| |
| Visitation: |
Private |
| Service: |
Private
|
|
 |
HANNAH
Born: Around February
1990
Adopted: February 21,
1991
Died: June 4,
2003
Losing a loved one is
never easy. On June 4th, 2003, I lost my dog, Hannah.
She was my best friend, my roommate, my only "child." I
always knew she was a big part of my life, but I didn't
realize how big, until she was gone. I have never before
experienced such a devastating loss . . .
Before
Hannah came into my life, I never really thought I'd be
a ''dog person,'' but I have become one and am proud of
it. It's true what they say about dogs--they are loving,
trusting, and pure in their feelings, and not afraid to
show them, and Hannah showed her feelings in a very
quiet and dignified way. I will miss many things about
her: her enthusiasm for walks, her soft, comforting
snoring at night, her lying on her favorite spot on the
floor in front of the kitchen sink, and perhaps most,
her always being there when I got home, and greeting me
with a ''It's so wonderful to have you home again'' look
and wag of the tail.
When I first decided to get
a dog from a shelter, I thought I would be giving a
neglected being a second chance at life. Little did I
realize that that's what Hannah would be giving me.
Hannah changed who I was, and changed me for the better.
Her encouragement for walks gave me an appreciation for
nature and an incentive to exercise. Her love of routine
gave my often unorganized life some structure and
balance. Her gentleness and friendliness toward
strangers-whether canine or human-helped me see the
world through kinder eyes. Her simple presence, as a
being I was now responsible for, gave my life added
purpose. But most of all, her ever-present love and
gratitude and acceptance of me-from her wagging tail in
the morning to her contented sigh at night-gave me a joy
like no other.
I still think of Hannah every day
and perhaps I always will. But finally, the
heartbreaking memories of her illness and death are
slowly beginning to fade and the pleasant ones of our
happy times together are growing a little stronger.
Hannah was and will always remain one of the best parts
of my life.
Thanks for sharing your life with
me, girl . . .
~Donna
|
| |
|
|
| |
|
|
