It has been just over a year since my sweet girl passed- it was the hardest thing I've ever experienced. I knew it was time but wished desperately that it wasn't. She looked at me weakly, putting her paw on my wrist and tugging me as best she could. I knew she just wanted me to pick her up and hold her one more time. So I did. I held her and told her how much I love her and will always love her. She fell asleep next to my hand while I pet her and told her that I love her so much and that it was okay, she could rest. That she had done such a good job and that I was so so proud of her for how tough and strong she was but that she didn't have to be anymore. I told her that I will be okay and that it is okay. I miss her so much still. My chest aches and I feel incomplete without her here with me. She was a part of me and I miss her every day.
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