Goodbye, sweet Dharma Marmalade!!!
Today’s Fortune: It is easier to smile than to frown.
Sometimes fortunes are completely wrong. Especially today. Today is the day that Dharma has to leave.
Yesterday afternoon we started gathering up all of her things. We laid out all of her clothes so she could decide what she wanted to wear for her trip. She thought that the jammies sounded like the most comfortable thing to travel in. Me and Mom agreed.
We also gathered up her keepsakes to put into her little treasure bag that she brought. I gave her one of my business cards because it had a picture of me that she could keep with her. I gave her the Spongebob that we colored together at Irma’s Burger Shack, and my Wonder Woman pez, because it is her favorite one. We also put in her necklace that I made for her, and some candies in case she gets hungry on the trip.
We took all of her stuff into the kitchen, so we could make sure she did not forget anything. She has her Meditation Room, Walter, her sock monkey blanket, and her passport, along with all of her clothes and keepsakes and snacks. It looks like a lot of stuff.
Then it was time to pack her up in the box. We gave each other the biggest hug ever, and promised to write to each other.
Then she climbed into her Meditation Room with Walter and her keepsakes. We covered her up with her blankie and tucked her in, and then me and Mom sealed the flaps on the big shipping box. We will be taking her to the Post Office in just a little while.
I am very, very sad.
5 Comments
Big Monkey
I like your name bracelets. That way everyone knows that you belong to each other. Noah, please don’t cry! I don’t want you to be sad. You’ll see each other again soon.
Take care,
Big Monkey
tron
Noah, don’t worry. You’ll be on the up and up again, I just know it.
Peace Out~
TRON
Kym
OMG, this is so precious. It makes me want to cry.
staceyknits
poor noah! it’s breaking my heart!
Noah
Thank you, Big Monkey. It makes me feel better to know that you and Tron, and so many other people care about me. Mom says I will feel a little less sad every day, and that it just takes time. Mom is usually right, so I’m trusting her on this one. Love, Noah