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JNJ Sharp Dressed Man

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I Loved You Best 

So this is where we part, My Friend, 

and you'll run on, around the bend, 

gone from sight, but not from mind, 

new pleasures there you'll surely find. 

I will go on, I'll find the strength, 

life measures quality, not its length. 

One long embrace before you leave, 

share one last look, before I grieve. 

There are others, that much is true, 

but they be they, and they aren't you. 

And I, fair, impartial, or so I thought, 

will remember well all you've taught. 

Your place I'll hold, you will be missed, 

the fur I stroked, the nose I kissed. 

And as you journey to your final rest, 

take with you this..I loved you best. 

- Unknown


This is one of the kindest things I've ever experienced. I have no way  
to know who sent it, but there is a beautiful soul working in the dead  
letter office of the US postal service. 

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:

Dear God, 

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  
hand 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 lots of stamps to get the letter all the way to he  
aven. That afternoon she dropped it into the letter box 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  
this note: 

Dear Meredith, 
Abbey arrived safely in heaven. 

Having the picture was a big help. I recognized Abbey right away. 

Abbey isn't sick anymore. Her spirit is here with me just like it stays  
in your heart. Abbey loved being your dog. Since we don't need our  
bodies in heaven, I don't 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'm easy to find, I am wherever there is love. 

Love,  God


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