Friday, December 3, 2010

If I die young.

Yesterday I was making a memory game for an upcoming birthday party. As I am often wont to do I left my stuff out on the table.

Last night, while at work, Middle called and asked if she could use my supplies. She needed one piece of craft paper, mod podge and a wooden square. I asked what for and she was rather vague. However I was busy and therefore didn't push matter. Of course I let her use the stuff (it's amazing she even asked permission).

Well this morning I found this:


A note to Mickey and Oliver, nestled alongside Oliver's foot print*.

The words are the lyrics to If I Die Young. It reads as follows:

To Oliver and Mickey,

If I die young, bury me in satin,
lay me down on a bed of roses,
sink me in the river at dawn.
Send me away with the words of a love song.

Oh how I adore these kids of mine!

*At the clinic we make clay footprints of deceased pets. I've found these to be of great comfort for my children. We have amassed quite a collection and I suspect our Christmas tree will be decorated with these charms. On any given day a paw prints will turn up unexpectedly around the house. Oh -- there's Herschel sitting in the bathroom! Even though these pets have passed on they are still with us in spirit.

❊❊❊ ❊❊❊ ❊❊❊

I'd sincerely like to thank everyone for their kind words and sympathies. Though we only had Oliver for a short period of time we were smitten. He will be missed.

5 comments:

stacey said...

ok, that's just beautiful...

Rabbit said...

That's precious. One of my favourite songs too. I am sure the owner's of all those little footprints are watching over y'all in gratitude. Such a beautiful family. :)

Marie (TheWhirlwind) said...

This is just precious! I love how your family celebrates the pets you care for so much. Makes me smile.

Gayle said...

Oh, Shalet, how beautiful.

Andrea said...

Getting to know you reading posts in reverse order - and now I'm just crying. We have also loved and lost, and whether it was for a few short months or many years, love is love is love. Oliver's face is beautiful, and an accurate reflection of his spirit, it sounds. Your daughter? Amazing. What a treasure.