My dearest Murray,
What is it like over the rainbow bridge? Are you hopping around with other bunny pals? I hope your first mommy is with you. You deserve a reunion like that. I feel so honored to have been your mommy, even for a little while.
I bet there are Timothy lollipops and slices of fresh plum everywhere and you can eat as much of them as you wish. I hope your tummy is stronger than it ever was before you crossed the bridge. You deserve that too.
I hope there are fields of basil, parsley, and green peppers. You loved those too. There must be loads of fresh hay everywhere! I can only imagine how content you are to flop down on your side and nap after every feast. I’m laughing just thinking about it.
I only knew you for a little while. But I loved you the minute you hopped out of that carrier and into my home—your home. Within minutes you were comfortable enough to flop down right in front of us. I knew you were telling us, “You’re my family.”
Every time you begged for a treat, I loved you. Every time you explored the living room, I loved you even more. Every time you did a binky, that cute little sideways kick as you hopped, I loved you more and more.
Whenever I petted you, my stress evaporated. It was like I was on the beach, inhaling the ocean breeze. You were my calm, my escape. Mother’s Day weekend I spent alone with you. Do you remember? We were watching a movie in the living room and I was massaging your head and your sides for nearly ten minutes!
You were so relaxed and blissful, that your eyes began to close. I was so happy that you allowed me this moment of bonding. I couldn’t risk taking one of my hands off of you in order to reach my phone. Enjoying this rare experience meant more to me than recording it.
Murray, I want you to know that I’m not angry anymore. You broke your promise to stay for at least a few years, but I realize now that you had to go. Thinking of you, looking at your pictures, and watching your videos cause me so much pain. But if I don’t do these things, you will disappear and I’ve made room in my heart for you to stay.
This time, you can keep your promise, my sweet little boy. I’ll love you always and forever, my friend. Binky free, Murray. Binky free.
Love,
Mommy
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