Thursday, October 20, 2011

eight

me and my boy

me and ransom (1 yr old)

what he thinks

can i have just one bite?

did you say treat?

Ransom The Old Lady poor boy

bedtime

whad up boob


today you would have turned 8. and some days, my heart aches in its deepest recesses, in places i didn't know existed, missing you. who knew a dog could be this much a part of your life, a true and best friend... a brother of your soul. i wish my hands could find your ears again and my lips that soft place on your cheek. i miss our hugs Mister Man. i thought we would celebrate this day together, funny hats and all.

i love you from where i am to who you are...
(everything to me)

3 comments:

  1. I can understand why!
    By the way...I love the Yenta look on him.

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  2. "Mr. Man" was unforgettable! Love and hugs to you my friend.

    lea
    xo

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  3. 'Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
    Where there is hatred, let me sow love.
    Where there is injury, pardon.
    Where there is doubt, faith.
    Where there is despair, hope.
    Where there is darkness, light.
    Where there is sadness, joy.' Prayer of St. Francis...

    My joy is not complete until you share in it..please come over and visit me...I've been waiting for you.

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