i decided to write one final post, as the final chapter of Jacobs diary.
thankyou for all your lovely words and sentiments. ive read them and felt quite choked that you all care so much
i never thought a group of people ive never met could be so kind. i would love to meet you all sometime.
we buried Jacob yesterday evening. it was very sad, but in a strange way
peaceful.
we decided to put him to rest in the garden of 'HalfAcre' a cottage in the country where i grew up. its so quiet down there, its right out in the country, all you can hear is birds, and across the stream rabbits and
pheasants are out in the fields. we put him there, because that house will
always remain in the family, it will never be sold, so Jacob will always be
there.
mum and stepdad (malc) where there, and me and stevie (my hubby).
Malc dug a lovely grave in the gardens, under a big oak tree, close to the stream and overlooking the meadow where i used to keep my pony when i was
younger. and i laid Jaob in, and stroked him, and then we all put some earth on his body, and covered him over. we planted snowdrops in the earth,
and some little white cyclemens on top of him. at a glance the big patch of white cyclemens looks like him curled up asleep under the tree.
i put a copy of Rainbow bridge with him. and we both wrote a few little words and put that in with him too.
then we watched the bunnies running across the meadow, and stevie said,
theryre running cause ghost cats are chasing them....and we all laughed
i feel, strangely calm. stevie said it was 'closure'
i found a whisker on the stair yesterday, im not sure who it belongs to, but
ive kept it in my jewellery box.
ive managed to sleep quite well. mum dispersed glenfiddick in my cup of tea, and when i got home i had a few vodkas.
my eyes are watery but my face is smiling as i think of him
xxxx
Jo