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Tuesday, January 06, 2004 Lately, I noticed that when I wake up, Cookie isn't the first thing on my mind anymore -- maybe the 2nd or the 3rd, but not the 1st. When she was alive, the first thing I would do when I woke up was to touch her to make sure she was still breathing. I know it's awful to say, but she was old and had a pretty severe heart murmur. I always feared I would lose her in the night. Even after she first died, my hand would go to the space on the bed where she slept. As a few weeks passed by, I just remembered Cookie when I woke up and wished she were with me still. Now though, I think of her, but it's usually after something else; and the thought of her is the acceptance that she is gone. I no longer greet an empty room when I come home or before I leave for the day and when I don't, I understand that I am moving on and that the pain is lessened a bit. Really though, it makes me feel sadder because it is a reminder that my little dog is gone. posted by lisa | linkorama | |
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