Difficult Goodbye
This morning my pet rock said to me, “I’ve really enjoyed my time with you, but I’m ready to go back into the earth.”
Well, I cried. I felt like such an idiot. I couldn’t believe a rock had captured my heart.
I said, “Are you sure?”
My pet rock said, “Yes…Um, I’d like to go now.”
I said, “Sure, okay.”
I put my pet rock in my pocket and went to the garage and got out my shovel. I looked around my backyard for the right spot. I dug a three foot hole. I took my pet rock out of my pocket and tossed it in the ground. I started covering my pet rock up with dirt.
My pet rock said, “Thanks.”
I said, “I’m going to miss you.” Tears poured out of my eyes as I filled up the hole.
My grandmother collected rocks from places where she traveled. She passed away in January. When I was at her house recently, I thought it might be fun to return those rocks to the places they came from.