6 Months Ago...my Sweet Mickey Options

[LoveMyMickey]

My Sweet Mickey....

Aug. 22, 2001- We brought you home to live with us.
Aug. 22, 2011- 6 months ago the Angels took you home to live in Heaven's
Beautiful Garden.



You came to us as this frisky 5 year old and grew into this still frisky 14 year old.



My sweet boy...there are soooo many loving, happy, and fun memories, too many to write here.
But they are in my heart and soul to stay forever......I found this poem for you, my little one:

Golden Memories
They say memories are golden, well, maybe that is true.
I never wanted memories, I only wanted you.
A million times I cried.
If love alone could have saved you, you never would have died.
In life I loved you dearly, in death I love you still.
In my heart you hold a place no one else could fill.
If tears could build a stairway and heartache make a lane.
I'd walk the path to Heaven and bring you back again.
Our family chain is broken, and nothing seems the same.
But as God calls us back one by one, the chain will link again.

I love you my sweet Mickey Boy....I sent a donation today to help a
little Malti-Poo girl. I know you would love her.

Love Forever from your Mama and Daddy..XOXO

[LoveMyMickey]

My Little Spirit of Christmases Past.

My Sweet Little Boy Mickey....This is our first Christmas without you and the song "Blue Christmas" has been constantly playing in my head. No more will I get to take a picture of you enjoying your Christmas treats and toys on Christmas Eve. No more will we get to see you play with your toys and enjoy your Pupperoni which was your favorite. No more..............

On a little stool in front of the unused fireplace in the living room, I placed a little lighted tree, a flameless angel candle, and a little framed picture of you and 2 of your past sisters that you never met. I also placed some of your favorite treats there, plus your Christmas bag that you stuck your head into.

Your daddy thought he saw you the other night in the light of the little night light we had on. He heard a noise, woke up, and he said it looked like you standing with your paws on the side of the bed wanting help to get on the bed. But when he reached over to help you, you faded into the background. The next night I dreamed of you and when I went to rub your little head, I woke up. Was that your Spirit, my sweet boy, or was it just something in our head? I want to believe it was your Spirit.

My Sweet Boy, I am thankful for the 10 Christmases we all had together. Although it is so painful now, I would not give up those Christmases for anything. We had some good times and some quite funny. I hope you and all the other animals in heaven have a beautiful Christmas (which I'm sure you will) and don't forget to wish Jesus a Happy Birthday.

Sweet Mickey, we love you and miss you more each day. It has been 10 months tomorrow the 22nd, since you went to be with the Angels.

XOXOXO Mama and Daddy XOXOXO

Mickey peeping under the coffee table to look in the bag.