Brenda Harrison
My dearest Brenda,
It has only been 5 days and already I miss you so much the pain is, at times, unbearable. You were my shining, steady lighthouse in the dark, unknown storm we know as this world. The huge hole ripped into my heart will never be fully filled again. When I met you that cold February evening in 1990 at Cheers Bar in downtown Montreal I felt my world explode with overwhelming joy. We left, walked and talked along the lit-up jewelled streets of downtown that were beneath the blanket of twinkling stars above, stopped and bought a bag of Felix & Norton cookies, then went to the plaza at Place Ville Marie and ate them while watching the big water fountain change colors. We remarked how funny it was that a fountain could still run in the winter outside. It was like a scene out of a romance movie. Then and there we both knew it was forever.
For 33 and a 1/2 years we were a team. We went all across Canada, all down the U.S. east coast, through the northwestern U.S. via Montana, Idaho, and Washington, and even to the Dominican Republic. We started out in living in Montreal, then were in Calgary, and, as it turns out sadly, Gatineau was the last adventure for us. I wish we would have had more time, but as Jim Croce sang in Time In A Bottle - "But there never seems to be enough time to do the things you want to do, once you find them." So very, very true.
I thank you for acting so fast on your promise to tell me from Heaven that you were OK. After you departed with the angels I left the residence and, while driving on the highway home, the radio started to play Honey by Bobby Goldsboro. You always knew I loved that song, especially its story. Now I was living my Honey. I saw the sky had blindingly bright, silver clouds, a deep rich blue hue, and a very warm, golden sunshine. I'd never seen it look like that before. It looked like it was painted by your favorite artist, Thomas Kinkade. I felt a wave of calm, serene, peace wash over me that I had never felt in my life. It was only then I realized with the sky and music that you had created that heavenly masterpiece and I just had to look up with tear-filled eyes and say "Thank you, Brenda."
You are so badly missed by family and friends. All cherish your memory as I always will. You are now with God, the angels, and those family, friends, and our other dogs who've passed over previously. God called you and I will see you again when He calls me. Please watch over everyone and ask God to help them when needed.
I love you now, always, and forever.
Your devoted husband, Glenn
