Just for a moment today, I felt the presence of my old friend. My dog had been with me for 15 years and losing her was traumatic, to say the least. It’s been almost two years now, and I still feel an empty spot in my soul.
But today I was out walking in the area where we used to go. It was her favorite place. Lots of room to roam, lots of things to smell, and even some small animals to chase. I had avoided going there for a long time but started going back recently.
I felt like she was out there with me for just a few minutes. She wants me to come back more often and run the trails like we used to. It’s a bit painful, but it’s also healing. I'll go back soon.