Thursday, July 30, 2015

...missing her, still...

It's been a year now...sometimes it seems like just yesterday. On my morning walk, I came to the corner where the tree with the tiny leaves stands. As I rounded the corner I looked up and was greeted with a shower of yellow leaves ...just like the day we took one of our last walks together.

Wherever I went, she was not far behind. She would sit out on the back porch and scan the garden. 

She always rearranged the dog cover on the couch.

If I went out on a quick errand, 
she would be waiting for my return.

She would sneak up on the bed and hide.

She loved to walk!

I miss her, still.....


  1. Awww, sob sigh... I still miss my Shasta and my Edward. Memories are sweet and I'm thankful for them. Even the irritating ones sortakinda now make me smile---because, like you, I still miss them...

    1. Thanks, Patti. (sorry for the slow response...). Her shadow is still's just not the same.


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