My precious boy, I cannot say in words alone what you mean to me or how much I am missing you. Fourteen years...gone...just like that. It's hard to cope...it's so hard to walk through this grief. How is it we can withstand so much pain? It amazes me. I love you honey. I begged God to let me have you for one more Christmas and He did. I will be forever thankful! You are a quiet strength that is known for tenderness and devotion. A friend to all...an enemy of none. Thank you for your devotion my dear boy. I love you. Just for You Shabba Lou In tears we saw you sinking and watched you fade away, my heart was broken because I wanted you to stay, but when I saw you sleeping peacefully from pain, how could I wish you back, to suffer that again. It broke my heart to lose you but you didn't go alone...a part of me went with you on June 30/08...when you were quietly called away.

Ebony on the left...Shabba on the right

Thank you my little son Shabba Lou, You are God's precious treasure, in life's ever-changing setting sun. You are "my" precious treasure forever. I remember so long ago...like it was yesterday...you, Ebony and Princess going outside to play. You ran circles around the yard together for hours. You were all so young, happy and healthy. I don't know how you did it, but you and Princess both kept up with Ebony even though your little legs were only half as long as hers. The joy I felt watching my beautiful "trio" play is unexplainable. Now, my "original trio" is broken. If we could only turn back the hands of time. You and Ebony are gone, and Princess is blind and aging fast...so fast. I'm scared Shabba, I'm really scared, to know I have to go through this so many times again. Even though the pain is nearly unbearable...I'd love a thousand times more just to feel the gift of love you all return to me. Nothing could ever compare to the unconditional love, devotion and dedication I've receive from all of you. The love we shared will always be kept alive in my heart Shabba Lou. I can still hear your gentle voice calling out to me at “The End Of The Day”. Your cute little "duck quack" sounds. I miss you so... I remember when we lost Ebony...how I would kneel and pray asking God to give me strength, to face each and every new day. Here I am on my knees once again...but, our life wasn’t just filled with tragedy, heartache and a flow of tears. It was filled with the “Golden Memories", you shared with us throughout the years. You had a heart filled with kisses for hurt feelings or a bruised heart. You fought your battle against congestive heart failure like a champ! I am so proud of you little man. There are so many “Precious Memories”, and I will cherish each and every one of them forever...knowing someday I will join you, at the end of “Life’s Evening Sun”. You were a "perfect" boy. Thank you...thank you so much Shabba Lou. Lovingly...I hold you so close...so deep in my heart...mommy.

Ebony Turner

In Memory - November 15, 1995 - April 21, 2007. I love you and miss you so much pretty girl. Take good care of your brother sweetie...until we meet again. You will always be my "Labrador Angel." You were such a good girl! You may click on the thumbnail to visit Ebony.

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