Written May 6, 2013 I was blindsided by grief. I knew it was going to be rough. I just didn’t anticipate the enormity of the loss for me. I know…it’s just a dog, it will get easier as time goes on, she was so sick that there was no question it was time and no worries that we did the right thing, and all that. I’ve heard it all. From me mostly, out loud as well as my inner voice.…
