I guarded my heart.
I didn’t mean to, and even when I had an inkling, I knew I wouldn’t forever…but I was. The loss made me. I couldn’t help it.
This weekend with Joy has been a turning point. She’s just old enough. It’s been just long enough for me. It was just enough time. Just enough of an exhale schedule, work, life-wise for the armor to crack.
She’s such a good little companion. Just like Coco. I want her with me all the time.
A turning point, this weekend. It’s made me miss Coco all fresh and raw again…but it’s also made me fall all the way in love with my puppy, and for that I am grateful.