My heart hurts for you. I lost my chewy after 17 years and I often wondered if I would ever get past it. Strangely enough the one thing I swore I didn't want was exactly what it took to finally ease that pain. A new puppy. Actually two. I still think about him all the time, only now I can do it with a smile. The pain doesn't go away, but it changes and eventually it eases up. I hope you can embrace those memories and smile again at the thought of your baby. |