LW Someone Wonderful
Born September 15 1993, died March 14 2009..... at my hands.
And what was left of my soul passed with her passing and the act I committed.
Her favorite phrase during her last days with us was 'SCRATCHES'. With that word she simply stood and waited for every inch of her to be scratched and rubbed as the tickle reflex kicked in and she lipped in shear joy and relief from the pain the cancer was causing.
I have been angry and grief stricken in the past as the llamas have come and gone, and now there is nothing left but numb, down to the deepest place the soul should reside.
And now, I suppose I am in mourning for myself and for the death, I fear, of my soul.
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