Today I ended your suffering and mine began. I could not save you this time dear friend. Lupus has taken it’s toll and I can not save you as I have so many times before. I saved you from the bully’s. I saved you from mean people I saved you from hurting yourself. I was always there for you as you were always there for me.
I shall miss you more than you could know.But now at least I know that this vicious disease can hurt you no more. I love you my dear furry boy. Now God will love you too. See you on the other side. I know you’ll be waiting for my arrival as you always did on earth.
Love Mommy.
Willie St. Patrick |
22, June 2000 |
Carla |