Sad Days

On Monday,  Kelly texted that our friend Lester had his last day.  He was 14 years old and had been very sick recently. I remember when Lester and his sister Olive came to live with Kelly and Kevin. They were very cute and very mischievous little puppies. It's so hard to lose a dog, so devastating when they have to move on. I always think about Pa from Little House on the the Prairie books telling Laura that their dog Jack was very loyal and had gone to his reward. Lester was a loyal dog and he has gone to his reward, a land of treats and endless grass. We will miss him.

We lost Chance, our one and only dog, a little more than a year ago. The day we said goodbye to him was one of the saddest days of my life. 

A few days later, one of Dave's coworkers lost his mother. Another sad day. Dave lost his mother just over a year ago, just before we lost Chance. Those were hard days.

A few days later, I began to miss my brother all over again. I told Dave and he said he had been feeling the same way. We went out that morning and stopped at a place where Dave and my brother used to stop for lunch. We picked up lunch and went to the park. 

Later that afternoon, my mother texted out of the blue, saying that she was having a hard time processing that my brother has been gone for six months already. It isn't as painful now as it was on day one, but it still hurts. I think about him every day and miss him all the time.