August 22, 2011

August 22, 2011
Dear God

Welcome to another day in my life. Today is Monday and I hope you had a safe and great weekend. Dab the AIDS Bear and I are still resting and recovering while spending most of our time in bed.

I was reminded by my Dad about something that happened years ago. So the blog today is about a letter written by a little boy to God.

I do not know who replied, but there is a beautiful soul working in the dead letter office of the US Postal Service.

Our 14 year old dog Abbey had died. The day after she passed away a 4 year old Dab was crying and talking about how much he missed Abbey. He asked if he could write a letter to God so that when Abbey got to heaven, God would recognize her. My mom told me that she thought we could so, and I 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 swim and play with balls.

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, Dab

Mom and I put the letter in an envelope with a picture of Abbey and myself and addressed it to God/Heaven.

We put our return address on it. Then I pasted several stamps on the front of the envelope because I thought it would take lots of stamps to get the letter all the way to heaven.

That afternoon I dropped it into the letter box at the post office. A few days later, I asked if God had gotten the letter yet. Mom told me that she thought He had.

A couple of days later there was a package wrapped in gold paper on our front porch addressed, 'To Dab' in an unfamiliar hand.

I 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 & Dab and this note:

Dear Dab,

Abbey arrived safely in heaven. Having the picture was a big help and I recognized her right away.

Abbey is not sick anymore. Her spirit is here with me just like 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.


Now as an adult, I know the truth. But for the little four year old me, I remember feeling so grateful that Abbey had made it to heaven.

Unfortunately, I now have another dog named Chipper who will not be with me much longer. I rescued Chipper seven years ago after his owner died from AIDS. Because Chipper was blind and deaf, animal control considered him not adoptable and was going to put him down the day I went to rescue him.

Chipper has been my constant companion (along with two other dogs of mine) since I got him. Since he can not see or hear, he follows me around the house by smell.

But I know when he is in pain, I will have to make the right decision and do what is the right thing to do even though it will cause me grief and sadness.

So remember, you never know how long you might have with those you love in your life whether they are human or pets. So give some love today to those you love. One day you will not have that choice or chance.

Hope you have a great week!

Until we meet again; here's wishing you health, hope, happiness and just enough.

big bear hug,

Daddy Dab