In Loving Memory Of Priscilla Jenkins

Eatbugs was sitting on the edge of the Rainbow Bridge. He stared out over the earth and pursed his whiskers. Something was wrong. He could feel it in his whiskers. He closed his eyes and concentrated as hard as he could. Mommy Mary was sad. He didn't understand, but sent out his love to her. At length he stood up, and looking once more over the earth, he turned to find his friends. He walked lost in thought, nodding to kiddens as he passed. He made his way to Isolde.

When at last he found her she was sitting quietly with Virginia. Eatbugs stood respectfully and cleared his throat. Isolde looked up and Eatbugs gasped. Her face was gaunt and drawn. Kiddens on the Bridge didn't look like that.

"What is it, Little One?", she asked in a weary voice.

Eatbugs nuzzled her ear, "I wanted to talk to you. There is something wrong with Mommy Mary. What can we do?".

Isolde sighed and returned his nuzzle, "Nothing Little One. Not yet."

Eatbugs looked deeply puzzled, "What is wrong? Why can't we help?".

Virginia spoke in a quiet voice, "Another comes, Little One. Another kidden loved by your Mommy Mary. We prepare for her arrival".

Eatbugs hung his head, a tear fell from his blue eyes, "I've been sending love to her, will that help?"

Isolde smiled, "Yes, Little One. It will help." She closed her eyes.

Eatbugs started to speak, but Virginia stayed him, "Quiet, Little One. She must concentrate".

"What is she doing?"

"She is easing her mother's journey here."

Eatbugs looked at Isolde, "But how?".

Virginia curled protectively around Isolde, "She is touching her mind, easing her worry, and giving her comfort. She as been doing so for days. It is almost time." Eatbugs curled up on the other side of Isolde and began to purr with all his might. At length Isolde opened her eyes, relief and sorrow were mirrored in those deep blue pools. Together the three kiddens made their way to the gate.

As the music in the wind began the welcoming song, Freyja joined them. They walked shoulder to shoulder in silence. The company of kiddens was already gathering. Picnic, Rocky, Beethoven, Peanut, all the kiddens that had so recently arrived. Smokey stood waiting for Isolde and purred comfort to her. The music swelled and the kiddens linked their tails and joined their voices in purring.

The blinding blue flash appeared and abated and a cream and amber kidden sat blinking. She looked around her for a moment, until her eyes settled on Isolde. Isolde came forward and washed Priscilla's forehead. "Welcome, Mother" she said.

Priscilla looked into her daughter's eyes and purred. "My daughter, do not look so sad. It was time. I am whole again and the pain is no more".

Isolde smiled and stood aside for the kiddens to make their welcomes. When greetings had been giving the kiddens turned to make their way back to the Bridge. A small company remained behind. Astoreth signaled to the others and began their song. One by one they joined, Wookie, Wort, Ophelia, Little Bit, Freyja, Isolde and Eatbugs and the dog dog Penny. Their voices floated up in the wind and was carried to the earth below. A song of comfort and love and longing with a message to a human they loved. "We love you. We will wait."

GOOD BYE PRISCILLA, I LOVE YOU

Copyright 1993 Constance Jenkins

THE HARDEST CHOICE

How can I bear to lose you, my precious gentle one,
To know that you will not be here when my day is done?
So much of my heart, my love, have I given up to you,
How then can I stand the pain now that your life is through?
My sorrow overwhelms me, the tears so freely flow,
How can I carry on my life, with a heart that's laden so?
Then the answer comes to me from the stillness in my soul.
Remembering the love we shared will help to make me whole.
I'll hold you in a special place, so deep within my heart
And in these loving memories we'll never be apart.
You will not be so far away, your presence I will feel.
I'll wrap myself in memory and slowly I will heal.
The years we shared, the little joys, the laugher and the tears
My love for you will never die, but strengthen with the years
So fare you well, my precious love, I gently let you go
And pray to all the Gods there be that you will always know
I loved you so, my little one, that love will never cease
I gave you warmth, I gave you love, and now I give you peace.

© Copyright 1993 Constance Jenkins. All Rights Reserved. The author retains all copyright and intellectual rights to this work. It may not be printed in whole or in part without express written permission.