Yesterday marked 3 months since Molly passed away, since I lost my best friend. I think about her everyday, remembering her at her best and worse. How she loved running through the woods and being free, her wild spirit that was strong even to the end of her life. No other dog is ever going to come close to her in comparison, no other dog is ever going to take her place.
I went running on some trails at USI today, and I know she would have loved being out there in the woods. It is still so hard to believe that she is actually gone, she had been a huge part of my life for more than half my life and it is now so empty with her being gone. Dorian has helped a lot though, if he wasn't here I probably would have already done something really stupid and I know Molly knew that which is why she waited until he came into my life. I knew a couple of years ago that Molly wouldn't leave me until she knew there was something else in my life that would keep me here, and when I became pregnant with Dorian I knew her time was close.
I just wish I had treated her better in her last year, I wish I had been more patient and understanding of her slowing down. I am always going to wonder if she forgave me, and my heart will always hurt.
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