June 29th is Inescapable for Me

June 29th - seems like such an ordinary date, and for almost everyone, it is. For some, we will never forget it is the day I lost my first husband Ed in 2002. Seven years later, it has also become the day that I had to send my baby Spork off to heaven to catch up with him.

Spork fought valiantly to come back after what we think was a stroke, but after 10 days of struggle, Jeff and I decided to end his battle, ease his suffering from a body that wouldn't listen to him, and send him on to a place where he is hopefully running free, chasing after his buddy Bahka and finally happy. Hopefully, he'll be giving drive by Sporkings to everyone he meets there.

His sweet, loving, playful nature is the reason everyone I know ended up with a Jack - including me getting 2 more! Remember, he was not a spoon, and not a fork - he was the one & only Spork.

Thank you all for your love and support during this difficult time - especially to my wonderful husband Jeff - without my rock, I never would be able to cope with this. Hugs to all, Mandy