Angel In The Post Office

I received this in an email today. I'm a softy, so it brought tears to my eyes. I thought I'd share with everyone.
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Angel In The Post Office​

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This is one of the kindest things I've ever experienced.
I have no way to know who sent it, but there is a kind soul
working in the dead letter office of the US Postal service.

Our 14 year old dog, Abbey, died last month. The day after she died, my 4 year old daughter Meredith was crying and talking about how much she missed Abbey.

She asked if we could write a letter to God so that when
Abbey got to heaven, God would recognize her. I told her that
I thought we could so she dictated these words:

Dear God,
Will you please take care of my dog? She died yesterday
and is with you in heaven. I miss her very much. I am happy that you let me have her as my dog even though she got sick.

I hope you will play with her. She likes to play with balls and to swim. I am sending a picture of her so when you see her you will know that she is my dog. I really miss her.

Love, Meredith.

We put the letter in an envelope with a picture of Abbey and Meredit h and addressed it to God/Heaven. We put our return address on it.
Then Meredith pasted several stamps on the front of the envelope because she said it would take lots of stamps to get the letter all the way to heaven. That afternoon she dropped it into the letter box at the post office. A few days later, she asked if God had gotten the letter yet. I told her that I thought He had.
Yesterday, there was a package wrapped in gold paper on our front porch addressed, 'To Meredith' in an unfamiliar hand.
Meredith opened it. Inside was a book by Mr. Rogers called,
'When a Pet Dies.' Taped to the inside front cover was the letter we had written to God in its opened envelope. On the opposite page was the picture of Abbey & Meredith and this note:

Dear Meredith,
Abbey arrived safely in heaven.
Having the picture was a big help. I recognized Abbey right away.
Abbey isn't sick anymore. Her spirit is here with me just like it stays in your heart. Abbey loved being your dog. Since we don't need our bodies in heaven, I don't have any pockets to keep your picture in, so I am sending it back to you in this little book for you to keep and have something to remember Abbey by.
Thank you for the beautiful letter and thank your mother for
helping you write it and sending it to me. What a wonderful mother you have. I picked her especially for you.
I send my blessings every day and remember that I love you very much.
By the way, I am wherever there is love.
Love, God ​

 

oh my gosh. that brought tears to my eyes. That is super sweet. I, too, am a softy. lol.

 

Awww...thanks for making me cry at work...

That was sweet

 

I am a man and that made me teary. I have only had apbt's for 3 years, so I am yet to lose one. I hope my dogs and I all die in a car accident 60 years from now (when I am 88, Jake will be 65 and Change will be 60) I can always hope


Andrew

 

sigh.... VERY nice.....

tx for sharing that.

 

thats cute, i always hope stories i read like that online are true because we need more people like that around...

 

I, too, am a softy, this really warmed my heart

Thanks for sharing this

 

Well, I'm crying now. You just had to post that didn't you. I am too tenderhearted, but it was a beautifull story. Thanks.

 

Great read. Thanks

 

Thank you for sharing. That was very touching.