My husband handed me a piece of paper this morning on his way out the door for work, and on it was written this; Don't stand by my grave and weep For I'm not there, I do not sleep I am a thousand winds that blow I am the diamond glint on snow I am the sunlight on ripened grain I am the gentle autumn's rain. When you awaken in morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circling flight I am the stars that shine at night Do not stand at my grave and cry I am not there, I did not die... Thank you all for your thoughts, I've raised alot of animals, they are always part of the family, and through the years you think it will get easier, but it never does...to lose ones heart to a pet that's passed on...

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