Why does it have to be so hard?
Last, Saturday we arrived home from our vacation and as we walked through the door of our house I was greeted with the welcoming smell of home. Nothing beats the smell of home, but then I was quickly reminded that Georgia wasn’t there to greet us with her extremely happy helicopter tail.
I turned the corner in our kitchen to go turn the AC up and no longer saw Georgia's dog bed where she used to lay. I went to the back room to find her empty cage that we hadn’t put up yet. I looked in the back yard to find grass starting to grow back where we had buried her.
My heart aches. I miss her more and more every day. Life is moving on and she’s not here. This makes me sad, so sad.
I asked my husband why does life have to end? Why can’t we all just live forever here on earth? I guess that’s just the way of life. I know Georgia is in heaven chasing squirrels and hunting lizards. I know one day we will meet again and when that day comes we will never be apart.
Until then, I will pray that God bring me peace and help me to find comfort and joy in my family and friends.
Until then, I’m just going to miss you my sweet girl.