Spike

In case you've ever wondered what the face of an angel and one of God's most perfect masterpieces looks like, this is it. We'll never know why these amazing children that God entrusted to us, have to leave this life in such short time. And to have their lives cut even shorter by such dreaded human diseases as cancer is way beyond my comprehension. But I could have been no more blessed than to have had the honor and privilege of being Spike's Mom for 14 years. This was my boy and the love of my life. Spike taught me what it means to be gentle, stately, loving, trusting, courageous, patient, and most of all, loyal. For that I am so very thankful and will cherish his lessons all the days of my life. My heart is forever wounded and my soul is empty without him. The pain is not physical, but it's unconquerable and desperate. The loneliness and separation makes me wish I had the power to replay and rewrite time. Letting go just feels completely wrong, but in some small way, writing these words in his honor releases a tiny bit of the burden I carry on my heart. Everyone said it, Spike was so very "HANDSOME" and I loved showing him off. I will miss that most of all because it will be impossible to ever replace the pride I felt having this most unique and extraordinary being in my life. Spike and I had our own little verse "He loves his mother and his mother loves him" and I will never stop loving him or his kind spirit.