((((Muffy))))) I love ya my friend, my confidant. Your a strong and loving soul. You make me want to do better, all around.

I again send you my condolences for the passing of your parents and other loved ones. I know its hard to get past the fact you wont hold their hand again. And you've grown to have so many questions unanswered and accept that they will be, just not now.

It's hard, seemingly impossible to say goodbye. Whether in life or in death. I remember the last few minutes i spent with my grandfather. He'd been incoherent for a few days. Just staring off into space and whispering things none of us could understand. But, that last day, I sat there next to him lying in bed. I saw his eyes. I saw what his eyes saw. I grabbed his hand, just hoping he'd feel my touch. I leaned in, close to his ear and i told him its okay. We are all okay. We will be fine and keep going. You won't be forgotten. I told him to go. I told him dont wait any longer. I said my grandmother is waiting for you. She wants you to come home. He squeezed my hand and i looked at his face. He had one single tear drop from his eye. I kissed my paw paw and told him one last time how much i loved him and said to let go. He did. He went to be with his wife.

I had things i wish i would have told him. But i couldnt do it. And now today, those things still weigh heavy on me.

So, Muffy, together, we can work through this pain and come out better than who we were then.

And i love ya, whether you in wools clothing or not.

chalmette