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The Story of Whyllie White

Dear Diary - My Memoirs

January 26th 2009 2:27 pm
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Hi. My name is Whyllie. Whyllie White. I was loved very very much for just a short while--only about a year, but it was the best year of my life.
My mom has tried to help me write a diary entry a couple times but it makes her too sad and she can't stand it so she has put it aside for another day. Maybe today she will make it through the first chapter of my memoirs.
I am at the Rainbow Bridge now, you see. And since I died so tragically it just breaks her heart to think of Whyllie for very long. She misses me still and I guess she feels bad I had to leave her way too soon. She wanted to just spoil me forever.
But I'm OK now. I try to let her know I'll wait for her here and one day, someday, we will be together again. Mom says everything that is loved and loves in return never dies.
On the day they buried me God let my spirit linger there in the guise of a butterfly. So I flitted and I fluttered in the sunshine and I then landed right on my grave and I waited for her to notice me. Through the tears she saw me there and wondered if it could be--could it be me?
Even now sometimes like when she is taking the other dogs for a run out in the field, I'll send her another butterfly as a sign from heaven, so she'll remember me.
She does. I know she does, because she is crying now as she types.

Love Whyllie
Whyllie White
Rainbow Bridge, Heaven


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