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May 08, 2015
Our children are only ever lent to us.
We never know just how long we will be able to keep them. So kiss them, cuddle them, praise them and hold them tightly. But most of all tell them you love them every day. I hope that I did all of these things and more, because I loved you so much Vickie. Until we meet again, Love Mom
April 20, 2015
You are the poem I dreamed of writing, the masterpiece I longed to paint. You are the shining star I reached for in my ever hopeful quest for life fulfilled. You are my child, Victoria. With all things I have been blessed. Love your Mom
April 01, 2015
This Sunday, April 5, is Easter. In 1984 we got two wild ducks to raise, so of course we took a picture of you with them. You raised many animals from babies and enjoyed every minute of it. You were God's caretaker here on earth. You are rejoicing with the angels this Easter and for eternity. My gratful love to God for having you here as long as we did. Love Always, Mom
March 30, 2015
I don't remember you ever saying that you were bored like most kids. You always found fun things to do. Like in this picture. You took your fathers stuffed animals (when he was a child) and your stuffed animals and put them on your bed upside down and then you turned upside down too. And there you have it a fun time! This pictue was taken in North Carolina in 1979. Wish that you were still here with us, Love, Mom
March 10, 2015
It's that time of year when all brownies and girl scouts sell cookies. I remember taking you to neighbors to sell your fair share. This picture was taken in North Carolina in 1979. The years went by so fast and I think of all the times in your life. I love you now and always. Love, Mom
February 27, 2015
Charlie and Rosemary, I often think of your loss of Vickie. God bless you both . Maureen and I are there if you need us. Dave and Maureen
February 23, 2015
This has been a very cold winter for us in Williamsburg. So we think of warmer days and then I thought one of your favorite actiivies shooting. You enjoyed the sport so much in your later years. This picture is of you and the new rifle lining up a shot. You also used hand guns like the wild west. I would have enjoyed watching you compete. I miss you more than ever and I love you more each day. Love, Mom
January 08, 2015
Your birthday is on a Saturday this year, so I am posting to this site early. Happy Birthday Vickie. Today is your birthday ,January 10th, you would have been 43. This picture of you and Stuart was obviously taken at your home. I ran across the picture last year,2014, and never saw it before. It was quite a surprise and a very welcomed one. The story about Stuart and how he found you is printed in my previous post on this site. Love to you today and always, Mom
December 31, 2014
Stuart, the cat, was your favorite so you entered him in a photo essay contest. Below is the photo you sent and what you wrote:

How Stuart Found Me

I was working as “the” staff of a small Humane Society in Milledgeville, Georgia in the year 1998. On April 1st of that year I had a rare day off, but as fate would have it, I came into the shelter because I had to return a carrier from someone who had borrowed it.

We did not usually take animals from animal control, and vice-versa, and I cannot publish the things I was thinking when I saw the AC truck pull up front of our modest trailer that morning.....The officer on duty from AC walked in holding a box. The box was mewling faintly.

He asked if we could take these kittens since their own shelter was already overflowing with kittens and these were only 1 ½ weeks old. He said that he had rescued them on a tip from someone who noticed that a man was “feeding” kittens to his Rottweiler dog. Some had perished, but four of them were still alive.

My shelter director looked agonized, since we had no way of caring for young animals 24/7 in the shelter itself, and could not adopt animals out until they were 8 weeks old–old enough to spay or neuter. We could foster them out, but all of our foster homes were full, too. She had made a few phone calls at this point, to try to find help, but nobody could.

While this was going on, I hovered over the tiny babies, their eyes still closed. I put my hand near their huddle, and a couple of them crawled toward my hand. It had been a hard few weeks, with way more euthanasias than usual, and way more than adoptions. Tears rolled down my face uncontrollably at the thought of taking these little creatures to be destroyed. I wanted them to live. No more dying, NOT TODAY.

I took them home. My husband asked why...I told him I wanted them to have a chance to live, and I was their only hope.

We fed them every 2 hours, helped them excrete, and cleaned up big messes that came from such little creatures. One kitten began having seizures and was put to sleep very early in my care, but three survived.

At 8 weeks, the shelter had even more cats and kittens, than before, and I was told to bring the kittens in to be put to sleep. In my mind, there was no way I would let that happen. So I adopted them all, at full adoption price, had them spayed/neutered and vaccinated; my home, now had six felines ruling it!

Stuart has always been the outgoing one, the one who wants attention and likes sitting on my lap...or “sharing” my pillow in bed, sharing the computer desk, sharing the couch, or sharing wherever I happen to be at the moment!

Stuart is my heart, and I will be with him in this fight for as long as he needs me.

This is a beautiful story of my daughter's favorite cat, who had diabetes and Vickie had to give shots twice a day. Unfortunately, Vickie died in September 2012 and Stuart was still living then. I am sure at this writing, 12/12/2014, that Stuart is with Vickie now since he was 14 years old at the time of her death.
December 25, 2014
Vickie, We have never met. Yet, I am honored to share to much of your life through the eyes and heart of your mother. Someday we will all meet together in heaven. Until then, Love, Aunt Judy

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