Quest

Some dream of epic quests for gold, jewels and other such ancient treasures which would bring eternal riches and fame. There is only one thing I care for, only one thing I would fight for if I could achieve it. If it were indeed possible to bring back the dead, you would have, by now, heard of my quest to do so. To bring him back is of the greatest importance. Higher than riches, higher than fame or success, higher than life. If I could bring him back to this world, I would give everything I had just to be with him for one more day. You may be surprised to know that this ‘him’ I speak of, is not my husband, or my father or my brother. He is my darling boy Snoop. My Jack Russell who can never be replaced, nor can he ever be brought back. He was stolen from me by long cancer on 7th April 2017 at 3:30am, over two months ago, and yet as I write this I can hardly breathe for tears. Nothing I can ever say or write can possibly express what he meant to me, or the agony I feel for his absence. In the very simplest of terms, I wish he was here but he is not.
There are countless out there who will never be capable of comprehending the true feeling behind these words, a few of whom I have met, but to those who know, thank you and be sure never to take anything for granted.