For me, Little Belle’s life with Irene was always about the sharing of love with people all over the world. She taught us that you can never share too much love. Thank YOU Irene, for sharing her with us. Every day when we think of Little Belle she comes alive.
In my garden, I planted a white tulip plant by the palm tree nearby,
It’s the start of a Little Belle garden close where the sweet birds sing & fly,
White is for the purity of love that you & Irene will always share, that soaring bond that teaches us all how to live in the moment & fully care & share,
Another tulip plant will soon follow near, yellow its color for the luminous happiness, optimism, & enlightenment you both brought us, in times when you faced worry & fear,
And, when I plant I think of your words, “I am still me,” and know, that indeed in heaven you are still you, so continue to guide us all along our path now as we go, here below.
“I am still me,” a statement of strength, survival, presence, will & power, words that will continue to inspire, just as the tulips in this little garden will grow by the hour.
And, as the garden sleeps at night, sometimes nestled in the fog we have here, we will rest and find comfort in knowing Little Belle, little angel, love warrior, that you are watching over us, bringing
Dearest Little Belle, You are an inspiration to me you were so strong and full of spirt. You and Irene had this most special bond and she was a great Mom to yu. I love you and love seeing you in your tulips and on the beach. I know you will live on in all
Dear little belle, Although your time here on earth fell short of your birthday I know you are now free to enjoy your beach and tulips in heaven. Irene and the rest of us miss your smile but I still picture you on your adventures. Although I didn’t know you long I am better for
Little Belle There once was a dog named Little Belle A soul with a heart of gold Such a wonder, such a spirit And her story must be told Poor little one was treated cruelly No freedom, no care, no affection Suffering at the hands of an inhumane human Who offered no warmth or protection
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling) i fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want no world (for beautiful you are
My Darling Little Belle – I still hurt at your passing but I know it was for the best. I’m sorry that through greed and inhumanity, your precious little life started off under the most awful circumstances. I cannot understand the years of sheer hell you had to endure, but after all that, when most
I fell in love with you the moment I saw your picture and read your story. It was sad, but same time happy. I didn’t feel sorry for you, when you lost your both eyes. I could see how happy and well you seemed. It helped you to enjoy your life again with your family:
I’ve found it hard to put into words what you’ve meant to me and until now I haven’t had the heart to write anything. I just want to say how much I’ve enjoyed being part of your life and I’ll miss you more than words can say. My favourite photo is, I think, of you
At the moment that I met Little Belle… I had a hard time. I was heartbroken, and only travelling around the world could bring me some comfort. I cannot say it was a flight from life, as I enjoyed travelling too much for that, but there were a lot of setbacks, and unfortunate things, that
Ik heb je niet zo heel lang gekend maar het was de moeite waard. Je bent in een warm nest terecht gekomen. Heel veel vrienden om te genieten. Veel nieuwe ontdekkingen die je met ons deelde. Nu wachten andere vrienden op je aan het eind van de regenboog brug. Geniet ook hier van de mooie
Happy Birthday my sweet little belle and Irene i know your looking down on your special day I love u so very dearly u bright my life so much with your beautiful little face u captured so many hearts u have a very special mummy that we all love dearly I no your there with
I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peep. I could see that you were crying, You found it hard to sleep. I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear, “It’s me, I haven’t left you, I’m well, I’m fine, I’m here.” I was close to you at
Happy Birthday in heaven dear Little Belle! You and your mother Irene have been such a blessing sharing all your adventures with us. I miss seeing your precious self cuddled into your mom’s shoulder. You are a courageous little soul with a zest for life and love for your mom. We miss you and love
Sweet Little Belle, oh how I miss you! You have been such an inspiration to me and how I look at things. I realize that no matter what life throws my way, I can over-come it and go on. Thank you! You have touched my heart in so many ways because your spirit reminds me
Let’s, for this moment, focus on the enormous amount of happiness Little Belle bestowed on our little part of universe. Let’s remember the feeling which is flowing when we mention Little Belle. The life which has been through a lot but come on the end triumphant, jubilant and the heart which is as big as