1/26/18: I have so many, many memories of you honey that I can't even begin to put them to paper. At this time Zipee it's really too hard for me to write. Just know that I miss you more than words could ever express. My life now is empty. I wish this was all a nightmare I could wake up from. I need and want you with me, I don't think I'll get through this. I know you'd want me to be strong for your brothers and sisters but I just can't right now. I'll write soon my baby. I love you more than life itself.|
2/5/18: I'm having a bad morning today Zip...crying over you, crying over Keith. Keith lost his battle with cancer on Friday night. Sue put him to sleep, like you, on the bed. He passed quietly, not like you, on the bed. My only consolation in any of this nightmare is that you and Keith are together...maybe that's why you were taken from me, to be there for Keith when he arrived. I need to find answers about your death Zipee, I am beating myself up every day for letting you go. The visit to the vet is all a blur, I can't remember anything about it except gut-wrenching pain. Until I find out about those results from your blood work and research it, I won't be a peace with this. I blame myself for "killing you" because that's what it feels like I did. Why didn't I give us more time together? One minute here, one minute gone. This is killing me, I really don't want to live my life without you...you were my life. There are too many memories here for me to deal with...it's just too hard, I'm sorry. I've written down all the special memories about you and will, one day, be able to write them down here but, for now, I just can't. I love you baby boy and miss you more than anything. I'm sorry.
2/19/18: I can't see the screen honey. Today is 4 weeks since I lost you and I still can't believe you're gone. I so blame myself...you gave me signs and I didn't read them. I was so focused on Keith's cancer and things going on with Mimi and Pop, I just didn't put them all together to scream 'Get him to the vet'!!! By the time it became blatently obvious that something really was wrong, it was too late...too late. I could have saved you. You could be with me right now instead of me writing to you with tears streaming down my face. I am so sorry for both of us Zip, we should have had many more years together. I hate dinner time now, I hate bedtime now, I hate being without you. I look above me as I write and see an urn...you should not be there, you should be with me. "They" say that time will help, that one day we will be together again, that you are with me in my heart and memories..."they" can say whatever they want but it doesn't bring you back with me...we belong together, always have, always will. I miss you my precious baby boy, I miss everything about you, I miss us. Please be happy where you are, mommy will be there one day to get you so we can go on to Heaven together. I love you so very much.
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