Tears fill my eyes; tears dominate my day. It is with intense sadness that I bid my friend and companion, Bastian, a last farewell. Basty passed away this morning. I feel empty.
I am reminded of an old song by Terry Jacks, Seasons in the Sun, from which I edit the last verse:
Goodbye Basty my little one
You gave me love and helped me find the sun
And every time that I was down
You would always come around
And get my feet back on the ground
Goodbye Bastian it’s hard to die
When all the birds are singing in the sky
Now that the spring is in the air
With the flowers everywhere
I wish that we could both be there
We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed
Were just seasons out of time
I know the emptiness I feel right now will, with time, fade to cherished thoughts of a companion who was with me 24/7 for the past 15 years. We were truly ‘attached at the hip’.
I miss you my friend.