Healing, slowly...

One day later and I am doing a little better. I miss Mollie the most early in the mroning and late at night. Early in the morning, that was our time. She would be in the bathroom with me while I was in the tub. She loved licking the water out of the tub, off of my arms and legs,etc... She would run around and bark at the oddest things. She would grab my towel and try to wrestle it from me. All of it seemed cute at the time, but now I miss it so much.

Hannah helped by taking the bed with the toys outside. That was her little part of my healing process. I cleaned my room last night and did ok until I had to remove her bedding and bowls from her crate where she spend my working hours. Her little black and white blanket was her favorite. I had just recently filled the water bowl, but the food bowl was empty. I broke down when I took the bowls into the kitchen. I went to the table and laid my head down and sobbed. Everyone else was busy, so I went un-noticed for a little while. Kyle came in eventually and I jumped up trying to cover it up. He just gathered me up in his arms and hugged me...allowing me to cry. He just said "I am so sorry". Perfect...that was all he could say and all he did say. I love my husband and my family. We will get through this. The sweet little friends I have at church also made me a card trying to help me get through this also. With the love of so many, I will heal. Love you Mollie.