What started out as a normal day turned quickly. Our pup Athena was still in bed, when my mom was looking to walk her. She seemed to be a bit slower and  tired. I made an appointment that am at the vet office.  We took 2 cars knowing she would be coming home with Mom, and I would go from there to my office.  After some x-rays we learn that she had two tumors on either side of her heart making it difficult for her to breathe.

She didn’t come home.  My husband met us at the vet office.  We cried, we loved on her as best we could knowing that it was the last time. 

We left her there and went all home to a house that felt so empty.  We shed so many tears and shared memories of all her silliness.  We couldn’t sleep or eat.  Just feeling lost and out of balance.   

Mom was especially lonely during the day when we went to work, no more walking buddy in the morning, no one to talk too when we were at work. 

It’s been just shy of a year, we still shed tears and smile when we see pictures of her.  She will always hold a piece of our heart.

We have made room for a new pup, but her presence is still missed each and every day.  The loss is still felt but our perspective is different we realize how lucky we were to have 14 years with her.  

Grief is a crazy thing, it comes in waves, sometimes  crashing down all around you and other times just gently pulling you in.