Where do I start??? - My heart weeps each and every night as I lay me
down to sleep. My soul is lost. I no longer feel like a whole human
being. I walk amidst a perpetual fog of sorrow. I search through the
darkness each night for the one being that never let me down. Never
criticized me or laughed when I made a tragic mistake or boggled a conversation.
Never ran when the chips were down.
Alex stood firm through all the friends and family passing - He loved,
adored, & cherished ME - for ME. Not what I had. Not what I looked
like and most of all not what I could do for him. He was a gift of LOVE
to Love ALL - Not just ME. I shall cherish you for always.
Little
Alex was a blue Merle Sheltie, only 12 lbs, very
little for a boy, as cute as button but I'm his Mom what else would
I say. He
did take control of his life and definitely the life of others. Consoled
people with Aids, he was there for my dad a stroke victim at his passing
and my uncle of 98 years at his passing.