Farewell to My Beloved Macy

I thought that We had all the time in the world, We were so happy together. You made me laugh, you made me a mother of yours… How dear you were to me. But I believe that you exist … Maybe I can’t see you but you still exist. I made myself understand that you’re happy, healthy and sprinting in heaven’s garden. This is all a mother wants for her child.. happiness and his development.

Baby your physical absence (death) taught me so much. You taught me that even one moment of love can last for eternity. You were so beautiful, your black eyes, smooth fur, soft skin color of your hands and toes and your amazing tail, which you used to rotate in order to run when somebody took you in hand. You left me so suddenly, You were recovering… and suddenly that morning you bade me farewell in my hands, as if you were waiting for me to give you a last embrace. You knew I loved you so much, that’s why you waited for me.

Baby It was so difficult for me to bury you… my eyes filled in tears, your stationary corpse in my hand, but then again a thought strike me, that It’s not you… Its your body. My friends and my family supported a lot, they knew what my lovely son Macy meant to me. Then I searched stones for you Macy, painted them and wrote your name, I got two Almond trees for you, you loved Almonds sweet boy!! Didn’t you? A poem gave me lots of hope when you died-

Do not stand at my grave and weep

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

~ Mary Elizabeth Frye
Macy I’ll always love you… just be happy.