A Moment of Weakness

The urgency of needing to seek out a dog who no longer exists but for the memories. I get these moments of weakness, I feel I need to get into the Jeep and go pick up Hummel from somewhere. It is impossible, I was the one to bury her. Daily, I walk past her grave. I don’t think it ever gets any easier. The scar tissue deepens, we become stronger with the topic but the loss is eternal.DSCN0901

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s