Day 100 | 365 Project
Tomorrow we will say goodbye. I simply cannot imagine our family without her. She was here before we even were a family. She’s 18 years old, yet it’s still so hard to let go. We just won’t be the same without her. I saved this poem some time ago because I knew someday we’d need it. Today is that day…..If it should be that I grow frail and weak
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then will you do what must be done,
For this–the last battle–can’t be won.
And pain should keep me from my sleep,
Then will you do what must be done,
For this–the last battle–can’t be won.
You will be sad I understand,
But don’t let grief then stay your hand,
For on this day, more than the rest,
Your love and friendship must […]
