My sweet baby Rocky was taken January 18, 2010. He has been my little boy since he was six and a half weeks old. He followed me everywhere that I went and slept with me under the covers of my bed. Every morning I was honored to receive my “good morning” kisses from my baby boy. He cuddled with me on the couch. He would lay with me when I would cry looking at me as if he knew exactly
what I was going through.
My little boy suffered from seizures but I was the lucky one who was able to hold him in my arms until the pain was gone. Last Thursday my husband and I came home from a little vacation to find that our baby had lost a lot of weight, was not eating or drinking, and could barely walk. I rushed him to the vet to find out
that his little kidneys were failing him.
We tried everything we could to nurse him back to health but nothing worked. I was forced to make the decision to let Rocky go way before I was ready to do so. I have all of the what-ifs running through my mind. What if we hadn’t taken the trip? Why didn’t I notice that he was sick sooner? Is it my fault that he’s so sick? These questions are eating away at me. I hope my little Rocky knows how much I love him and how deeply he will be missed.
I hope he knows how he has forever changed my life and his Daddy’s life for the better. Having him here with us for the short time that we did was the greatest blessing. Thank you Rocky for allowing us to be your mommy and daddy. I hope that we were as good to you as you were to us. You will forever be in our hearts my little Lulu and I can’t wait until I get to see you again.
With every ounce of love in our hearts,
| Rocky |
| 18, Jan 2010 |
| Stephanie |