August 19, 1987 - January 6, 1999

Lucas, you were always such a good friend. Your big brown eyes expressed so much tenderness and affection. I enjoyed poking your little pug nose with my fingertip, and gently caressing your ears, because they felt so velvety soft against my skin. When I petted you, you purred just like a kitten. When I talked to you, it seemed like you could understand me. No matter what I was doing, you were always at my side.

Jim and I tried so hard to save you from the cancer that ravaged your tiny body, but it was all in vain. God made the decision to ease your suffering and now you are with Him. I pray that one day we will be reunited in Heaven.

I think of you every day, my little baby. And I miss you—I always will. The house seems very empty without the pitter-patter of your tiny feet…But I can feel your presence.

You will always hold a special place in my heart, Lucas. Losing you was like losing my child. My heart is broken and will take an eternity to mend.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Lucas's portrait was painted by my sister's friend, Corky.

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