I get another "reminder" that he's really gone.
Today I received the bracelet that I had specially made with his name on it (I wanted to include the dates, too, but the company only allowed one line of engraving. I'm gonna see if there's any engraving shop in the area that can engrave the dates on the back). I'm glad I received the bracelet to honor him, and I'll wear it always, but it still hurts to be reminded, ya know? Then to top it off, the vet calls to inform me that his ashes have come back: that really makes it soooooo final.
I dread having to pick them up.
God, I miss him sooooo darn much!
This just sucks!!
God, I miss him sooooo darn much!