Sib,
It’s hard to sit in my room and not think about you walking down the hall into my room and looking up at me. Everytime I walk into the house I will always remember you were my pride and joy. You were not the family pet but a member of our family. Hun, I will always love you and miss you no matter what happens. I love you, baby.
Always loved and missed,
| Sibel |
| 25, July 2006 |
| Dan Holder |