That will be part of my loss when they pass away. We share our lives in our own way and we know we are sharing although we might not understand the words, we know we are a part of the other's life.
I still miss my beloved little Sunni girl who crossed the Bridge four years ago. She had the sweetest way of communicating with me. She would nestle under my hair on my neck and talk up a storm. I never knew what she was saying other than I knew it was all about her love for me. In turn, I kissed her time after time pouring out my love to her. Love is the one thing that can be shown in many, many different ways. For that I am ever thankful.
Give yourself time, Cathy, as the kind of love you and Shiloh shared was one of a kind. It was a special blessing.
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