Stella's birthday is this Sunday, February 1. She would have been eight years old. Not a day goes by that I don't miss her and mourn her loss. I am trying to get better, however, because I did receive a visit from her. I had another dream about Stella in the early morning on Dec 31. I just remember that we were together, and for the first time I saw her up close and got to touch her (before when I dreamed about her she was always far away, and I couldn’t get to her). There was this bright light that was all around us. It was like sunlight but it wasn’t hot, and the light wasn’t glaring but very nice. I remember I was burying my face in her fur and hugging her and begging her not to go, but I could hear her in my head telling me that it was time. I also remember that she seemed happy, not tail wagging, barking happy, but just a very peaceful type of happy. I remember trying very hard not to wake up and fighting to stay with her, but she told me it was okay and she needed to go.
I think it means that she’s passing on to the next step, whatever that is. Funny that she timed it with the New Year. New Years has always been my favorite holiday because I think of it as an annual rebirth and a chance to start fresh. I hope the dream was real, and she really is at peace.
She'll always be in my heart, no matter where she is, and I will never forget her. How could I? She was my best friend in the world. I love you, baby girl, happy birthday.
J