Last night Ellen visited me in my dreams and I told her about having to let Snickers go. I somehow knew that Ellen was there with me, yet I knew she was dead too. I asked her if I could hold her in my arms and she said yes.
I held her while I cried for the loss of my beloved puppy and my beloved wife. It was so comforting to be embraced in Ellen’s arms that I never wanted to wake up.
When I woke, I laid in bed with tears streaming down my face until the sadness slowly faded away.