March 1st 2011 7:25 am
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A couple of weeks ago,on Feb. 13th,we spent a quiet day remembering our Ashley Mae on what would have been her 19th birthday. We Miss her. Then just a couple of days ago on Feb. 27th we quietly celebrated Cole's 18th birthday. Cole isn't up for big parties at her age so we kept things low key.
Today we fondly remember Garth on the day that would have been his 19th birthday. Garth crossed the rainbow bridge in Nov. of 1995....but still...today is his birthday and we remember. Garth was Cole's older brother. Also today we remember Baby who crossed the rainbow bridge on this day in 1995. Yes,we lost both Garth and Baby in 1995. They were both so young,but they both had some serious health issues that took them from us far too soon. Garth was diagnosed with a degenerative brain disease when he was a year old. Mom took him to the wonderful doctors at the Veterinary Teaching Hospital at the University of Minnesota in St. Paul. Garth spent ten days in the ICU there,but they figured out what was wrong with him,gave him some new meds.,adjusted the ones that he was already on,and that allowed him to be with us for two more years. Two very good years. In the last three weeks of his life,he took a turn for the worse and had a big seizure that he just couldn't recover from. Baby had been born with liver disease
that couln't really be treated with much success. Even though she lived her life to the fullest and had a great life while she was here,the time came when her liver just gave up and Mom had to make a very hard decision again. It was the right decision. Sadly,when our time comes...it just comes. Baby would have been 20 years old in July.
Mom has an uncanny knowledge and insight into all of us and everything that we do and how we feel. She can read us like a book. She says that the secret to just about everything is simply paying attention. Know what is normal and then you can see any change quite quickly and react apropriately. Makes sense.
So,here we are...sixteen years after the loss of Garth and Baby,but we remember....birthdays,the days that they left us...but most imprtantly we remember who they were and how much they were loved.
I'm going to go and let everyone here know how much I love them....Even that little red dork named Moosh.
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