My
sweet sweet boy, it just doesn't seem real that you're gone. I miss your
warm shoulder leaning against me, I miss you coming up on the bed in the
morning for snuggles, I miss you getting as close to the fireplace as you
could without burning your toes.
You always had lots of love to go around, and you weren't shy about sharing it with everybody. Even when you were dying, you were teaching me, about a love so strong and a bond so deep. And reminding me to listen to that little voice inside.
I know now that you were wiser than you let on. How many times did someone tell me, well you know he is a senior, or well, at his age.......I would look at you, you would look at me, with those soft brown eyes, and we would both smile, you didn't have time to be a senior, you were too busy enjoying life to get old. But in the end you knew, not just when to say goodbye, but how. Sweet, gentle, peaceful.
With love from
your family
xoxox
