Days 3-4/April 3/4

Day 3

Daddy left for 3 darks and now I have to go back to work.

​How can I go back to work when I feel this way? I guess this is acting - "fake it 'till you make it." 

There are paw prints in the blanket on "your" couch. Derby doesn't get on that couch and the prints weren't there yesterday. They looked like your dainty paws made them - Derby's feet are much larger.

Oddly enough, this does not freak me out. I'd be fine with you visiting once in a while. But I don't want your ghost to linger - you deserve to be happy.

"You can do this. You can do this." I know people die of broken hearts so I look at Derby and say "Just you and me - we can do it."

We can do it.... 

We love you,
Momma and Derby

Day 4

Derby came out of her kennel after dinner on her own - progress.

I walked 2 miles on the treadmill to fill time and looked at the hair on the front of it the whole time wondering, "Should I clean that?". I know 90% of it is yours. You liked to walk through there getting from the front of the couch to the back via the treadmill, when it wasn't running. Why - because you could.

I left the hair where it was....

Stretching makes me smile remembering all the times you'd get in my way and pretend to fuss when I messed with your feet. 

This downward dog is for you, Des.
Love, Momma


























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