I miss seeing you bring a shoe or sock to me when I wake up in the morning encouraging me to get out of bed. I miss your greeting me with a shoe, toy, dryer sheet, a bag of who-knows-what, pen, or whatever you could find nearby whenever I get home. The house seems so empty without you.

I miss hugging you and kissing you, though you were just tolerating those things because you loved me. You were never much of a cuddler. You preferred having your own space, especially by the front door where it felt cooler and you could protect me from strangers outside. Who's gonna protect me now? Are you still keeping an eye on the front door for me?

I miss everything about you. I long to hear those happy barks coming from the back seat of my truck en route to home. You were always so excited to go home. You were a homebody just like me.

Thank you for visiting me in my dreams. I would be even more lonely without those dreams.

I think of you everyday. You will always be my special boy. My 120 lbs big bundle of love.

Until we meet again,
Mom