In this time of sorrow, I take comfort in knowing he is in a happier, beautiful place where he is free from any pain, fear, illness, and disease. My heart aches every day he is gone. The love and life he left behind will always be remembered and honored. I never could have asked for a better companion and I feel so greatful to have had him in my life. The greatest lesson I learned from him was to value the gift of life and to cherish every moment you have with someone you love, never take it forgranted.
Death can only make love stronger and one day I will reunite with him and I will have the happieness I felt with him once again. I will love and miss him always. It's still hard for me, sometimes I dream of him. The dreams are not sad but not happy also. They are dreams of him returning to life like the shot that was suppose to put him to sleep didn't and he came back from the dead but he is sick all over again...I hate those dreams. When he was sick I do have some pictures I took of him but I won't put them up here they are too sad...you can see the sadness and discomfort in his face. I still talk to him every morning I wake up I tell him good morning when I go to sleep I tell him good night just like I always did...