My beautiful little boy Taylor took his last breath today. Yesterday I could tell he was starting to suffer. I spent the day loving him. I took him outside to enjoy the sunshine and he crawled over next to the spot where Reilly is buried and fell asleep. Today my brother Tom and Mike came to say goodbye to Taylor and help me make it through the day. Mike called Taylor, Mighty White the king of all kings. Now Taylor is with his brother again, happy and healthy, playing outside in a big sun filled field. I know that I will see them again someday, but until then I will think of them everyday.
4 comments:
So sorry Amy.
...oh...I'm so sorry, Aim.....He must of really missed his brother...hang in there, friend.
I've tried twice to write something - but it makes me cry to think about it. I know you were expecting this, but it's still so hard. I'm proud of you and the way you handled this. You loved them too much to let them suffer, even tho it's the hardest thing you have ever had to do.
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