...that we have snow today. Two years ago on this day a storm raged as I drove with my best girl on our last car ride together. She went from being "herself" to suffering in such a short time -- I couldn't believe that she was being stolen from me at not even 10 years old. There was no question of what I had to do and that it couldn't wait. I arrived before the office opened and had to wait with her such a painfully long time for our vet to arrive. I desperately wanted to help her and make the pain go away. Everything after that was a blur but when she was gone I could barely bring myself to leave her. I wanted to lock myself into that room and cry into her coat forever.
I returned home and immediately sorted through all the pictures and the the memories that they held.
It's been a rough two years without her but I am so lucky to have her son Brag who brightens every day and reminds me so much of her in every way.
I still think of her constantly but now it is with more smiles than tears.
Miss you, love you...
