Waiting, waiting

My dearest babies are gone.
I miss them everyday.
I still cry.
Why am I still alive?

Feeling very down

I've been feeling very down and lonely these days. Without the alcohol to "change the world," to speak, I miss my babies so much. I miss my Boobie, my Almond, and especially my Vixen, the last of them to go. My babies are gone, they who were the best in life, of life to me. The world is bleak now. Hope is fading.

What is there now but just darker days? I must find the courage to end it all.

In loving memory of Five (Feb. 8, 1998-Sept.30, 2012), the biggest and strongest of them all

Happy birthday, dearest Five.

You were the strongest and the biggest of them all. I remember you today, as I do many other days, on this the anniversary of your birth.

It was a happy day then. Happy birthday, dearest Five.

Lovingly remembering Prudence (April 2, 1999-January 13, 2006), who left this world eight years ago today

My dearest Pru,

Your time with us was just too short. You were so beautiful, so pure.

You had so much life. I hope you, Mommy, and Daddy are together now. Daddy wanted you so much, as did Mommy. And I loved you very much as they did, perhaps even more.

Dearest Pru. Be at peace, be happy.

We will love you always.

In loving memory of Garpy (December 29, 1982-August 10, 1991), born 31 years ago today

My dearest Garpy,

When you came into my life, you made my world bearable. I was devastated by a loss (Eenie). You lifted my heart.

How many times did I work at night, writing or trying to write, and you would stay awake, playing with a bone, because I was there?

How many times did you sleep on my chest, late at night?

You were the light in the darkness.

My baby Garpy, my Garpolito.

Happy birthday, "dear darling of my soul."

I love you, and always will.