On April 14,2006, on "Good Friday", I awoke to a terrible feeling and knew my life with Terry would end this day. As I passed the hall-way from my bedroom, I glanced at his photo and said to myself, "Terry, I fear to lose you today". I pace the floor for two hours, calling his brother's cell phone, leaving a message and e-mailing to others that I fear Terry is gone. This was at 9:30 a.m., and that is when he died. Was he reaching out to me? Why did I feel this on this day and time?
Terry, You came into my life in the year of 1984. I fed and bathed you and our eyes together captured a bond and a feeling I have never experienced before.
The years went by and you gave me much joy, love and smiles. How did I know it would only be for awhile?
My heart lit up when you came to visit, with your arms clinging tightly around me. How did I know it would only be for awhile.
Through your twenty-one years, we shared laughter, stories and fun dreaming of your future in the golden sun. How did I know it would only be for awhile?
You became ill, and told me not to worry that you would be fine. How could I know there was such little time? In desperation, I searched and reached out to all begging, "Please help me save my Terry", but in the morning golden sun that is now clouded, I knew then it was only meant to be for awhile.
Nina Trotta-Sutton
