Life without Holly

[Nictuku]

3. Its been a few years since my little yorkie passed.

I often wake up thinking I just heard his little bark asking to be let outside. I still miss the little guy, he won me over (a large dog fan I am). He was my Aunties dog and was only a year when she passed and I promised to take care of him. He was 13 years when he went. I did my best to give him a long and happy life.

Like I said, I still 'hear' him (in my head), probably always will. Time does help, but it seemed to take ages for me.

Hang in there. Your grief is sadness, but it is sadness borne out of LOVE.