My name is Runi and I was diagnosed November 16, 2005 just a few weeks shy of my 29th birthday. I was repeatedly told that I was too young and too healthy to have breast cancer. Cancer is not prejudice to anyone regardless of age, race or socioeconomic. This is my story and I hope people learn a great deal from it. Feel free to contact me if you have questions or want to simply talk.
Saturday, April 7, 2012
Those of us that are left behind
I've been putting this off for a while now but I think it's time to write about it. Sammy ended his journey on Earth and continued on into Doggie Heaven on February 7, 2012. I always say that it's those of us on Earth that suffer the most when someone passes. Sammy is at peace but we are the ones that mourn for our lost. The above picture of him back in the summer of 2004. I decided that I wanted to include a picture of him when he was full of energy and healthy because the last few years were difficult to see him slow down and to see his health decline. We tend to only remember the difficult and sad things in life so I'm trying to remember the wonderful things.
Sammy was given the nick name of 99.9% for a reason. It was .1% human corruption or he would have been perfect. I'm getting very emotional as I write this so I'll end that he was like a child to me. He was my chemo dog. He was there for me when I was down in the trenches in life. He was my teddy bear. He was my pillow. He was my green drinking dog. He was my sweetheart. He was my smiles. He had a heart of gold. He will be dearly missed and will forever have a special place in my heart.
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