counting downSpringMarch 20th, 2016Spring has sprung!
We picked up Max’s ashes this morning. I expected to fall completely apart – that happens on a regular basis these days. Strangely, I didn’t. I cried in the car, as Bear held the bag with the two boxes … Continue reading
And my heart is still in pieces. One week has passed and it hurts more now than it did the night you left. I look for your sweet face, I sniff the air trying to catch your scent, I … Continue reading
You made me whole Bear took the broken pieces of my heart and held them tight till they were healed. He put me back together when all the world seemed determined to break me apart and keep me broken. For … Continue reading
There’s a new angel tonight at the Bridge Run free, my sweet boy. Find your friends and play bitey face And let me know you’re okay now I will love you forever
I fear the end is near. My Max, my precious angel, is not acting at all like himself. He’s restless, and panting, and even after a pain pill, he just won’t settle. He has little interest in food, except … Continue reading