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.

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 […]