I took this photo yesterday of two tender souls; two sweet girls who came together because of one sweet little boy. 

Natalie was never big on dogs – that is until she met Marlie and saw what she did for Mitch. It seems that Marlie’s first heaven-sent mission was to comfort our dying boy – which she did in the tenderest of ways. Now she lifts our heavy hearts – which she does in so many ways. 

Today my eyes are filled with a curious blend of tears. Some are born of sorrow, the sting of death and many stolen years. While others come from a warmer place, a place of love and joy. I shed tears of gratitude, for I had my little boy.