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Friday, January 26, 2007

Farewell My Love

Farewell My Love

  
     This is not what I wanted to write.  It was my plan to talk about MySpace and what it is and has become.  Instead I am writing in great sadness to the loss of my dearest and closest partner, friend and love.  Iman was with me for seventeen years.  She trekked across the country with me and was my whole world.  They say it is humane to kill someone who important to you and whom you love with every essence of your life-force.   Iman was suffering from canine Lupus and was loosing her hair and her lymph glands were swelling but she and I so much wanted to stay together that she was fighting.  
     I myself was in a near fatal car accident in 2003.  I had become so focused on the world and making money that she was neglected.  I use to take her to the beach on Sundays and for a period of time that ended.  Upon having the accident I only remember that the first thing I remembering saying is how sorry I was to be too busy to take her to the beach.  When I came out of my sleep after breaking every bone below my hips and the same bone in my neck as Christopher Reeves, the first thing I remember saying was forgive me Iman.  
     As I was recovering I made a promise to Iman that we would see many joyous times if she were to give me five more years.  I realized my baby girl was getting old.  Seventeen years is a long time.  I unfortunately am stuck in a self made prison and thus Iman was too there.  It’s because of this same prison I could not show Iman the joyous years I wanted to and why I had to do this humane thing.  If it is humane then I want to change species.  In the past four years Iman and I have been together more than ever still I wanted her to live free for a while.
     When Iman first came to me she was no bigger than the palm of my hand.  She was the cutest little bundle of joy.  Over the years she and I became as one.  There were people who envied the love we shared.  Often times stating she was a spoiled dog.  This is farther from the fact.  She was loved and loved so deeply that I’m still wondering what I will do without her.  Iman was my heart; she was with me through a horrific marriage and saved my life from that marriage.  Iman wasn’t a spoiled Diva Dog but a loved partner.  There is a saying that goes: “It is easy to find someone to live with but very hard to find the one you can’t live without.”  Iman, I can’t live without you my darling little baby girl.  
     I wasn’t there at her birth but I was with her for all her life.  I was there at her last.  As her eyes closed and she took her last breath I was there to speak to her and allow her on her next journey.  This one is without me.  Iman my love, I no not where you are and I really miss you.  I love you my darling and I will always have you with me in my heart.  

farewell My Love
I Will Love you Always and Forever

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