Of My Bentley
On July 1, 2001, my heart skipped a beat when I finally met you and you, my dearest Bentley, entered our family and immediately gave us your unconditional love. On, May 28, 2003, my heart deeply ached as you left us crossing over the bridge. I continue to grieve for you.
I miss your sweet brown eyes that told a story of a past life and of future hopes.
I miss the way you looked at me telling me I was the center of your universe.
I miss you sitting next to me in the front seat of the car, while the other humans in the family sat in the back seat.
I miss how you were always looking out for me, protecting me, guarding me, and watching…..waiting.
I miss how you would take your place on our pillows at night and wait for us to come to bed.
I miss how you made that little moaning sound as you snuggled at night telling me all was right with the world.
I miss the privilege of being your mom, of caring for you, nurturing you, and helping you guide your energy.
I miss how you run. The strength of your legs and the excitement in your step, and how you always kept me in your sight.
I miss how you would curl up in your daddy’s lap to watch TV.
I miss how you would steal sandwiches and pizzas off of the counter.
I miss how you would chase the cat because he wanted you to chase him.
I miss your spots and I miss your smile.
I miss your unexplained devotion to our family and your undying love for me.
I miss how you would wait for me at the door until I came home.
I miss the sound of your tail tapping the wall as I entered the door
...now it is silent. No barking, no tapping, just an empty doorway.
I miss you Bentley.
If my tears could build a bridge and my memories of you could build a road to you,
I’d go up to heaven and I bring you back home.I love you my Bentley. Run and play until we meet again.
Your mom, D’laina
