Hi to you both,
It's my birthday today - first without my baby :( I cried Saturday and Sunday morning, but kept busy over the weekend with birthday outings. Another one tonight with my boyfriend. But you know what? I'd trade it all just to stay home and be with him again. Gosh I miss him. It's hard enough having a birthday with both parents gone, and now my dog? who was such a comfort, such a love. Licked my hand when I cried, or grabbed a toy to make me laugh, or would just snuggle up to me, put his head on my lap. I keep wishing I had him cremated, so I could have a piece of him with me. But he passed so quickly, went downhill so quickly, then my boyfriend's father offered his backyard and I thought that was sweet and before I knew it, my boyfriend was digging a grave, and his father was saying "That's deep enough" and I said "NO IT'S NOT!!!" so I started crying. All I could think of was, I didn't want any animals to get to him, and I wanted him in a container. My boyfriend's Dad said "What do you want, a coffin?!!" I got so mad when he said that. I took the shovel myself and kept digging. It was so so cold out. And gosh darn it, we did buy a container! (His Dad paid for it, I guess he felt bad for saying something so harsh) Wow, didn't expect to write that. Guess I am still upset.
Missing and loving Scooter Forever