Snoopy has left us for two months already and even though I heaved a sigh of relieve that he is no longer suffering from physical pain, I still miss him so much. Time flies by and these two months, a lot seemed to have happened but then at the end of the day, I am still "stuck" in a rut. And my body clock is still topsy turvy.
Since Snoopy died, I didn't dream of him at all, unlike with Dino, who appeared in my dream. It was his way for letting me know that he is all right. But with Snoopy, I have no idea if he is doing OK now.
I wonder if Snoopy's spirit is able to walk, or even in the after world, he is still invalid. That's my fear. There would be no one to care for him, then. Anyway, Snoopy's illness has affected me so deeply, I don't think I will be able to shake off the tinge of sadness that dots my life.
Since Snoopy died, I didn't dream of him at all, unlike with Dino, who appeared in my dream. It was his way for letting me know that he is all right. But with Snoopy, I have no idea if he is doing OK now.
I wonder if Snoopy's spirit is able to walk, or even in the after world, he is still invalid. That's my fear. There would be no one to care for him, then. Anyway, Snoopy's illness has affected me so deeply, I don't think I will be able to shake off the tinge of sadness that dots my life.
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