Tonight is the final night in the same hotel I was at 6 months ago when my angel became gravely ill. Tears stream down as I type this. I miss my angel soooooooooooooo much. I keep wishing this is all a bad dream that I will wake up tomorrow morning and fly home after work to be greeted by BOTH my angels and spoil them rotten with hugs and treats.
M-I-C-K-E-Y D-O-G-I-E. Dad loves, loves, loves and misses his most wonderful, most loyal, most great boy!!!!!! Dad will always treasure our time together!!!!!!
I know your in heaven and nothing hurts. It's the perfect temperature for you. You eat yummy food and are never hungary. You run in perfect grass that tickles your belly as you run till your hearts content.
