|drawing of angel or goddess with animals in a heavenly place|
I still remember Freckles as I hear my good friend cry, and I tells her this because I understand, "Everything we love is separate from everything else we love. Love has lots of ways for us and opens lots of doors. Things live, things die; and each time that we love we learn to love much better, cause that's why we get these gifts, these creatures in our lives. They give so much with little in return, and sometimes I think they bring more from heaven than people cause they know how to give like that.
But in those gifts we get from those created to give love, we grow and learn ourselves. What they were to us never goes away, but in that place where all good creatures come that angel-like way wants us to love again. These creatures, they are many now, and many needin' us. Sometimes that's why we lose the ones we love, so we can find love again somewhere else and help another one."
Now Myrtle, she's still sobbin' and I know she will today, tomorrow and forever in her heart. Cause cryin' when we lose something we love so very much can hurt us very deep. And I tells her, "Let that cryin' come and think again of where there's some creature cryin too for someone it can love and just waitin' for you to come and take it home."