Goodbye Murphy my friend, I know you were met at the rainbow bridge by Sherman, Ziggy, Stanley and Scruffy. Sleep well, no more pain.
We who choose to surround ourselves with lives even more temporary than our own, live within a fragile circle, easily and often breached. Unable to accept its awful gaps, we still would live no other way. We cherish memory as the only certain immortality, never fully understanding the necessary plan.
Mom, Mike, Holly and I will always love you.