“Sally, baby cry, let your hair hang down. Sally, baby, cry, let your hair hang down. Sit and cry where the roses grow. Sit and cry, not a soul will know.”
An amazing and wonderful little West Highland White Terrier came into our lives in 1997. She was Brian’s ninth birthday present, but she was also more. See, that’s when Allyn left for college, and I think Mr. Horne wanted to distract me. I was so sad … I knew Allyn would never come home permanently, again, and that’s how it should be. But it made me sad, so I left the light on in his bedroom for months.
We picked our little Westie up after school on the afternoon of Brian’s birthday, September 18, 1997. We let Brian decide which of the little puppies would be the one for us. He chose Sally because she immediately came to him, nibbled at his toes, and made him smile. He carried her back home in his lap … he was so proud!!! She was so tiny!!! We argued about names … Jeff, Brian, Mr. Horne and I. We couldn’t agree. Finally, I said “How about Sally??” Surprisingly, everyone said OK. But, I wanted a bit more! I picked the name “Sally” because my wonderful Mom used to read me a Little Golden Book at bedtime every night … “Sally, Skip Under the Bed.” It was about three mice, Ned, Ted, “Sally Skip Under the Bed”, and a cat named Stanislaus. That cat could always catch Ned and Ted, but he could never catch “Sally Skip Under the Bed”! So, our little Sally is officially named “Little Miss Sally Skip Under the Bed” …
But this post is about Sally “going ’round the roses”. Every night, Sally and I walk around the circle at our home in Florida. It’s the same circle that the boys and I walked her around each night when we were lucky enough to come down here for our weekend and summer get-aways! It’s really beautiful now, with the roses and azaleas in full bloom. Sally will soon be 14 years old … pretty old for an amazing little Westie. Sometimes, she is weary and can’t make it all the way around, but that’s okay, too. You see, except for her, I would likely go screaming down the street in utter desperation and sadness. But instead, Sally and I walk around the circle … around the roses. Her life changed because of Leukemia, too. I think, like me, she cries every night that we walk that circle. Yet, she stays strong, and she keeps her ears and tail up. For as long as she can, we’ll walk that circle, “cry where the roses grow, and not a soul will know”.
Here’s the thing … Leukemia and blood cancers are wretched diseases. They are insidious and life changing, not only for the patient, but for those who love the patient so dearly. It’s a roller coaster ride, and it changes moment by moment, minute by minute, second by second. So, Sally and I are “going ’round the roses” in the search for a cure, working for the day when no others have to suffer the devastating effects of blood cancers. Will you help us??? Join us at Jeffrey’s Voice. Together, we can live in a world free of Leukemia.