|May 19 2012|
And it is with the most loving of all voices that I raise mine to make a toast to those who have walked on down the lane of life to the end and await us at the gate...Oscar, a child's delight, Bandit, my golden baby with golden eyes who snuck his way into my heart, Nana....The first baby my girls knew, taken at the young age of 4 years by the hateful grasp of cancer, and sweet, sweet Trixie, an angel in a white fur coat, our "undercover dalmation", taken from us at only 7 years by the hateful grasp of cancer, one week to the day we found out my husband had cancer, and he was her "people". I still can't say her name without crying. Love to you all, and I'll be along, and can't wait to see you watching for me by the gate!
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