Mar 10, 2011 10:47
This has been a bad week for me, in terms of processing Willow's death. I'd gotten to the point of not getting teary when talking about it, and then for some reason, in the last couple of days, I've burst randomly into tears.
The house feels really weird and quiet, and I still reflexively reach down to give her food. At least I don't hear her
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