One Year (part 1)
I can’t believe it’s been a year without Mena. I’ve managed to make it through an entire year without the greatest family dog that ever was.
This morning I took Mena’s favorite toy out and held it for a while. I just can’t believe how fast we went from having her to losing her. It’s hard holding her toy and not having her come squeak it for me. It’s hard looking at all of her cozy spots around the house and seeing other stuff in them. It’s hard not seeing her smiley face when I’m walking (or running) around the neighborhood.
And it’s extra hard right now, because with all of the problems we’re having with Ellie (and they spill over into Matthew’s attitude too) I could sure use her sweet disposition around. Just sitting with her would calm me down. She was awesome, and I still miss her.
I love you Mena. And you know I always will.
Little Mena
