In March 2008 we were given the opportunity to take a ride to Rockaway Beach Sunday morning, and I thought Luna has never been to the beach so I said, "Sure". It was quite chilly but I knew how beautiful it would be and Luna has never been before. After parking, Luna and I walked down the Street toward the shore, her nose twitching as she smelled the Ocean air in the breeze. When we approached the Boardwalk and walked up the stairs, after we crossed the boardwalk the first thing she did when her tiny little feet touched the sand was to smell it, she put her face down and took a big whiff and then looked up. The day was windy but just beautiful, she lifted her head and held her face toward the wind and marched forward, step by tiny step until we reached the shore with her eyes squinting to protect them from the blowing sand. She marched like a little trooper, I couldn't have been prouder. When the sand became wet from the surf it was then that I carried her. Her furry little paws would have been covered with sand if they got wet and it was too cold out. I held her close as we gazed across the water watching the wave’s crashing against the shore. I held her face next to mine and said, "Look Luna isn't that beautiful". She turned her head left and then right, she was very relaxed ... it was so beautiful and peaceful, not a soul to be seen, just me and my girl. We stood and watched the waves for a while then turned back. Once upon dry sand she marched right up the boardwalk, stopped, turned, and looked at the water once more then continued down the stairs. We walked to where the car was parked, a journey accomplished, a memory…
A few weeks later I visited that same sandy beach, but this time I walked alone. You see I lost you a few days ago ... and when I started to walk towards the shore my eyes started to tear, you see I saw another set of footprints in the sand; there were from a much larger dog ... it was then that I realized I will not walk this way with you again in my lifetime and my heart cried!
As I walked along the shore, one step at a time ... no conception of time nor space ... most times filled with tears telling you how very much I still love you, I must have walked for miles, then I turned around and walked back, all the while talking to you little one. Then I stopped and looked at the shore one last time and walked away ... I have not been back to that beach since. LUNA, my little baby girl, I will LOVE YOU from this lifetime to the next, always and forever, mom
I WILL REMEMBER ... YOU!