Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Still Missing Him

Camping Fort Worden June 2009 240 We talk about our Sweet Eddy just about every day. Yesterday, Finn was asking me about Eddy’s ashes (in my closet). Without rehashing my explanation of cremation (awkward) and his unexpected follow up questions, we came to a point when I said, “Do you still miss him, Buddy? I still miss Eddy a whole lot.” Finn said, “Yep, I do.  But we’ll see him again when his tree grows.” (Referring to the tree we plan to plant when we have a memorial for Eddy, when we get the back yard finished, when we can agree on a design, when we unexpectedly find a whole lot of money to pay for the yard, when I stop spending it on new jeans, boots, and coats.)

I love Finn’s simple little world of happiness. Things usually turn out well in it.

4 comments:

Katie said...

I miss Eddy too. When I picked you up last week, I looked for him at the window.
I'm glad Finn is so optimistic. Have they asked for a new dog yet?

Meg said...

Oh we think about Eddy too. Get that backyard going sister so you can see Eddy again!

Julie said...

I was kinda looking for him when we were there the other night. I forget he is gone.
I loved that dog. I'm sure he will make the most handsome, nurturing, loving tree that ever grew.

Will it be a dogwood?

;o)

Julie said...

I was kinda looking for him when we were there the other night. I forget he is gone.
I loved that dog. I'm sure he will make the most handsome, nurturing, loving tree that ever grew.

Will it be a dogwood?

;o)