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Our 14-year-old dog Abbey died last month. The day after she passed away my 4-year-old daughter Meredith was crying and talking about how much she missed Abbey. She asked if we could write a letter to God so that when Abbey got to heaven, God would recognize her. I told her that I thought we could so, and she dictated these words:

Dear God,
Will you please take care of my dog? She died yesterday and is with you in heaven. I miss her very much. I am happy that you let me have her as my dog even though she got sick.
I hope you will play with her. She likes to swim and play with balls. I am sending a picture of her so when you see her you will know that she is my dog. I really miss her.
Love, Meredith

We put the letter in an envelope with a picture of Abbey and Meredith and addressed it to God/Heaven. We put our return address on it. Then Meredith pasted several stamps on the front of the envelope because she said it would take lots of stamps to get the letter all the way to heaven. That afternoon she dropped it into the letter box at the post office. A few days later, she asked if God had gotten the letter yet. I told her that I thought He had.
Yesterday, there was a package wrapped in gold paper on our front porch addressed, 'To Meredith' in an unfamiliar hand. Meredith opened it. Inside was a book by Mr. Rogers called, 'When a Pet Dies.' Taped to the inside front cover was the letter we had written to God in its opened envelope. On the opposite page was the picture of Abbey & Meredith and this note:


Dear Meredith,
Abbey arrived safely in heaven. Having the picture was a big help and I recognized her right away.
Abbey isn't sick anymore. Her spirit is here with me just like it stays in your heart. Abbey loved being your dog. Since we don't need our bodies in heaven, I don't have any pockets to keep your picture in so I am sending it back to you in this little book for you to keep and have something to remember Abbey by.
Thank you for the beautiful letter and thank your mother for helping you write it and sending it to me. What a wonderful mother you have. I picked her especially for you. I send my blessings every day and remember that I love you very much. By the way, I'm easy to find. I am wherever there is love.

Love, God

Då har man blivit stor och flyttat från sin trygghet. Bor nu tillsammans med min älskade Patrik och två busiga kissebebisar :D. Arbetslös är man oxå och hitta jobb.... Ja det är omöjligt, såvidare man inte är högtutbildad. Erfarenhet vad är det?.

Jag kan faktiskt säga att det är ett nytt liv men jag vet inte om det är så mycket bättre. Jag råhatade skolan men nu... nu känns det värdelöst att ens leva egentligen. Plugga vidare och ta ett lån.... nää jag tror jag sparar det lånet tills vi ska köpa hus. Jag kan påstå att det bara har blivit sämre.
Önskar att man kunde få ett jobb, men som sagt dom anställer hellre en gubb jävel på 59 år än en ungdom som vill lära sig och kan lära sig nya saker. Man måste ha erfarenhet för att jobba, men får ingen erfarenhet för man får inget jobb. Ganska tröttsamt.
Undrar hur folk använder skallen ibland..... Just nu verkar det som om den står still.....

Får flytta från Katrineholm, för där finns ingen framtid. Det blir antaligen att flytta till Eskilstuna framåt våren.
Hoppas lyckan är bättre där, annars vet jag inte vad jag gör. Blir kanske uteliggare .... vem vet.
bara att inse att LIVET SUGER!