Thursday, February 9, 2012

one year removed

And in the blink of an eye, a year has passed...

It’s been one year since I lost my best friend.


I’ve read a few news stories recently about dogs refusing to leave their owner’s grave. Most days I feel like those dogs. It’s not a longing for the past. It’s not a refusal to move forward. It’s more a function of feeling suspended in time.




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