i am so sorry for your loss of dear beautiful Hershey. I viewed your gallery this spring, and your babies are all gorgeous and stuck in my mind. Hershey lived a long happy life with you, and this poem really says it all. they are still with us. we lost our dear peanut in february and recently spread some of her ashes (the rest are by my bed, as I could not bear to part with them all), and i know that she is with us. my 2 1/2 year old son (he talks alot for his age) still talks about her and recently when i asked what he dreams about (not that he definitely understands this concept, but he certainly speaks as though he does) said that he dreams of peanut, and when I asked him what she does in his dreams he says "she plays with me", and "she licks me". i smiled with tears and deep inside a part of my wants to believe that maybe he knows what he is talking about....maybe she does come to him at night, and to a child its more real and normal than to adults. he does say he wants her to come home from heaven and that breaks my heart. but i also know that our beloved babies that have passed have greeted hershey at the RB and just as the poem says, they will have so much more to show us when we do meet again.
i keep you in my heart thoughts and prayers now, as i know how difficult this is. sweet dreams Hershey girl, run, play and be free and young always. you are an angel now and forever good girl.
peanut, i miss you every single day and carry you always in my heart. henry still says you are in his heart and belly button

we love you love bug.