October 25 is a difficult day. It is the day my son William Jay Keys died. Billy Jay was only 23 when he died on October 25, 2003. It was the worst day of my life. Every year I try to take a little vacation and be near some water because his ashes were placed in a lake that he loved. I just could not get away this year so the dogs and I took a long morning walk-about and sat near the Caribbean Sea for a while.
So here are some pictures of Teli, Buena and me on our little morning walk.
Of course, the dogs had to smell everything they came across.
We sat and relaxed, watching the beautiful blue water of the Caribbean Sea. I gave the dogs some treats as we sat.
This is the route we walked. Almost 5 miles. It was a good walk.
This is a picture of Billy Jay. 14 years now he has been gone. It still hurts like it just happened. Sometimes I think of him and laugh and remember all the good times. Other times a lump sticks in my throat and I find it difficult to breathe it hurts so badly.
I love you Billy Jay and miss you.
Originally from Life and Times of the Dominican Gringa http://colonialzone-dr.com/dr_gringa_blog/2017/10/27/morning-walkabout-october-25/