One Year

When we got Bella in 2014, I remember thinking of how, after losing Angel the year before, we would have 15 years or more the Bella. A year ago we came home to an empty house. Traci quietly packed away the feeder and watering station while I sat lost and empty on the couch.

Time has played its tricks, sometimes convincing me that pain of her loss has faded over the past twelve months, but while it has lost some of its potency, the ache, the underlying sadness is still there.

We will always miss you, Bella.

We will always love you.