Annalise Maltese  
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      Rainbow Bridge

                                                                         Rainbow Bridge    
Gateway to Heavens Door                                                                     
                         This page is dedicated to all of our precious Angels who are no longer with us


        My precious Daisy Mae lost her life when her heart stopped after being put to sleep. Something done every day, but she was given too much medicine, and she died. The grief and the pain were  beyond words. She was my special little girl, and my life, there will never be another special Angel like her. Grief is not a mere word but a journey through the pathways of our heart.  To where our journey leads us is never certain, but painful just the same. Grief should not be measured by pain, but also by the love. To love is to hurt, to hurt is to heal, to heal is to accept.

         They say memories are golden well maybe that is true.  I never wanted memories, I only wanted you. A million times, I needed you, a million times I cried.  If love alone could have saved you, you never would have left.  In my heart, you hold a place no one could ever fill. If tears could build a stairway and heartache make a lane, I would walk the path to heaven and bring you back again.




Written by: 
Abbey and Meredith,   Our 14-year-old dog, Abbey, died last month. The day after she died, my 4-year-old daughter Meredith was crying and talking about how much she missed Abbey. She asked if we could write a letter to God so that when Abbey got to heaven, God would recognize her. I told her that I thought we could so she dictated these words:                          
     Will you please take care of my dog? She died yesterday and is with you in heaven. I miss her very much. I am happy that you let me have her as my dog even though she got sick. I hope you will play with her. She likes to play with balls and to swim. I am sending a picture of her so when you see her, you will know that she is my dog. I really miss her. 
Love, Meredith*      

    We put the letter in an envelope with a picture of Abbey and Meredith and addressed it to God/Heaven.  We put our return address on it. Then Meredith pasted several stamps on the front of the envelope because she said it would take many stamps to get the letter all the way to heaven. That afternoon she dropped it into the letterbox at the post office. A few days later, she asked if God had gotten the letter yet. I told her that I thought he had. Yesterday, there was a package wrapped in gold paper on our front porch addressed,” To Meredith", in an unfamiliar hand. Meredith opened it. Inside was a book by Mr. Rogers called, “When a Pet Dies." Taped to the inside front cover was the letter we had written to God in its opened envelope. On the opposite page was the picture of Abbey & Meredith and his note:            

Dear Meredith,
     Abbey arrived safely in heaven. Having the picture was a big help. I recognized Abbey right away. Abbey is not sick anymore. Her spirit is here with me just as it stays in your heart. Abbey loved being your dog. Since we do not need our bodies in heaven, I do not have any pockets to keep your picture in, so I am sending it back to you in this little book for you to keep and have something to remember Abbey by. Thank you for the beautiful letter and thank your mother for helping you write it and sending it to me. What a wonderful mother you have. I picked her especially for you. I send my blessings every day and remember that I love you very much. By the way, I am easy to find, I am wherever there is love.  
Love, God*


         I AGREE.  There is a loving soul working in the post office. I do not know who wrote it, but thank you. Dr. Jon for sharing it with me.
God Bless You  




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