Ma opened the package holding my music box and caught her breath. Never had she seen anything so beautiful nor so telling. From the hand-painted scene on my music box {and a few laughs and giggles along the way} I was finally able to share the beauty of where Bridgekids go when our earthly bodies grow weary and weak. A thousand human words cannot describe Heaven's castle...but a Bridgekid can.
Rainbow Bridge is not a tall tale or a figment of someone's imagination. Rainbow Bridge truly is "just this side of Heaven." Our earthly bodies may grow tired and give out but the purest part of us, the part with which you fell in love, never dies. You did not fall in love with our looks nor the way we tilt our head when we listen attentively. You did not fall in love with our big eyes or our quirky little ways. No...you fell in love with our spirit, glorious in all its purity, and the rest was simply an added physical bonus. The part of us that is most important is alive and well at Rainbow Bridge where we wait at Heaven's castle until you join us once more.
Pssst...if this wasn't enough to convince you, perhaps you should ask my ma and dad about a little greyhound they met the other day at the annual greyhound reunion. Her name...Lucy Diamonds. But that's a story for another time.
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