I am preparing myself to go to my old house. It is a house that once accommodated my little guy, and a house that Chico loved more than anything or anywhere he had ever been. It was his home.
The thought of showing up to see my family without him brings tears to my eyes and puts a lump in my throat.
I wish grandma and grandpa could have given just him one more pat, one more snuggle, and a soft 'goodbye', or better yet, that they didn't have to say 'goodbye' at all, and that this was nothing more than a bad dream, a bad dream I'm ready to wake up from.
I'm trying to be strong for you, Chico, but it's getting really hard.
I sure could use a million of your kisses right now, Bear.
The thought of showing up to see my family without him brings tears to my eyes and puts a lump in my throat.
I wish grandma and grandpa could have given just him one more pat, one more snuggle, and a soft 'goodbye', or better yet, that they didn't have to say 'goodbye' at all, and that this was nothing more than a bad dream, a bad dream I'm ready to wake up from.
I'm trying to be strong for you, Chico, but it's getting really hard.
I sure could use a million of your kisses right now, Bear.