Betsey Belle is mine. She is the one on the swing--on the left. She is a beautiful bichon frise. She is amazing. She has been my "therapy" dog for over 7 years. While Biskit is quirky, Fireball is happy and old, Hope is frisky and young...Betsey Belle is sweet and loving.
The day I accepted Jesus Christ as my Savior, being married to my husband, each of my children, the day I graduated from college and having Betsey Belle are the 7 best things that have ever happened to me. Ever.
I haven't really shared much about her...because she is mine. She's my heart.
BetseyBelle was a birthday gift to me from my mother-in-law. Betsey Belle has been by my side and comforted me through some dark days and many beautiful days. When I am sad, sick or lonely she has seemed to sense it and cuddled with me. She would whimper when I cried. She has been a comfort to me each and every single day since the first day. Her "blitzes" (a special skill that bichon frise's have) have made me laugh in delight so many, many times. Her favorite places to be is on my lap or at my feet or on a pillow above my head while I sleep. She shadows every step I take...even if it's across the room.
Tonight, Betsey Belle died in a terrible accident.
She's gone.
She's outside right now...right where she shouldn't be...it took them an hour...but they finally were able to dig a hole and bury my sweet, sweet precious baby.
She should be here, in bed with me.
My heart can not take this pain. It's too big right now.
I love writing this blog and am aware that no one's life will be altered if I didn't write it. Every single blog was written with Betsey Belle either on my lap, by my side or cuddled against my neck. Although the void she has left my life and those of my family will never go away...I need a few days to myself.
This is too hard.
1 comment:
Tracy, this is a very moving description of your grief. Praying for you. So glad I had a part bringing your precious Betsy Belle into your life while you had her. Love, Mom/Sharon
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