I didn’t realize what Cyrano represented to me.
Memories.
Memories of my marriage. He was part of our lives for over half of our marriage.
My dad came over every dam dam I worked for 6 months. To let him out and to train him.
The day he jumped into my parent’s F-150 thru the window. Scared the shot outta mom. Lol
When I was so sick … and he would not even go outside …
When anyone with a HAT came over.
Cyrano represented so many memories.
And now he is gone.
It’s ok. It’s what happens.
But I grieve. And it’s ok.
Thank you for being on my life Cyrano.
For being my dog. My friend.
I’ll see you later. One day.
Love you.
Ruth's Life and Experiences 