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kym | Friday, February 20, 2015 |
last friday we helped wilson pass out of this life. it was time and we were at peace with the decision knowing that it was the best thing for him. somehow i convinced myself that all those things would make it easier. somehow i convinced myself that it wasn’t tragic so i would miss him but i would be okay – i would survive. somehow i convinced myself that i’m like a professional at dog loss at this point and i would be okay. even though i’m a person who gets sad when i reach a book’s end...