Dear Bubbles,
I went to Hawaii last week. I smiled, I cried, I laughed, I took pictures. I saw all the sights. I walked on the beach and was with my friends. I shopped, I shopped until I couldn’t feel my feet any more. You know how much I love shopping, not. But besides that, it was such a long plane flight. My ears really hurt. At one point I wanted to cry, but I sat with this guy and he checked on me, which made the trip better. When I got home, I was exhausted. I hugged Charlie so hard, but you weren’t there. That’s when it hit. This week has been one giant disaster, I am too tired for anything; I am too tired to smile or to actually care, so everything has become a muddle of mush. Thoughts are flying away into memories and things I took advantage of too soon, when I stopped letting you sit on my lap, when I stopped chasing you around the house, and I was stupid to stop, but you were slowing down. Slowing with the days of age and I miss you. The silliness, the quietness, all away when I held you as you fell asleep one last time. So I hope you’re with Jack, Griz, and Hoss where you can run from them, all with fun, and I hope you never forget me, because I can’t and never will. Love always, Big Sister |
Jordan Fashing, a 12th grade student from Benson Magnet High School, explains the reason she wrote this poem: "I have just lost my dog and have had emotional drama that comes with the feeling of loss. I just got back from a week trip to Hawaii and it really affected me. Writing is an escape that has given my feelings words and that is what this poem means to me."