by Lorna
(Houston, TX)
I have thought how could I best honor you. It is a tall order. It is hard to give you enough.
After all you loved me so much and I could feel that love. You always knew when I had a bad day or just didn't feel good. Times I had the flu you would lay in bed beside me, it was almost like you tried to make me well.
I picked out paper for your memorial frame today. I found a roll of film, not yet developed. I know it has pictures of you as I was always taking pictures of you.
I thought I would plant a rose bush in your honor but don't know which color you would prefer. I was thinking perhaps pink and call it Baxter's rose.
I miss you Baxter. I hope you and your sister are free of pain and running and playing in the grass. You always had the roaming feet. You always could just walk and smell for a long ways. I know God has given you plenty of space now. I love you.
Mom