It just takes time. My Sammy is gone a little over a year and it still hurts. Sometimes I swear I hear his little feet walking or his tags jiggling. The other night we had bad thunderstorms and Sam would growl at the thunder and I would hold him. He wasn't afraid of the thunder, I was (still am) and holding him made me feel better! The thunder made his absence felt even more. Try to remember all the good times and it will hurt less as the time goes by. We are all here for you. Sending hugs. |