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Wednesday, May 03, 2006

One Year

I can't believe you've been gone a year already, Lua Puppy. Actually, I take that back..... it has seemed like forever since I was lucky enough to have you in my life. I've been looking at pictures of you and remembering how loved you always made me feel. Every single day of your life, you made me feel like I was the most important person in yours. The simplest of acts, like coming home from work, was welcomed with enthusiam from you unlike any I've ever felt. I know I took it for granted when you were here. But if it means anything, I don't take it for granted anymore. There is nothing like feeling unconditional love. You always gave me that Lua Puppy. Thank you so much. Thank you so much for choosing me to be your mom. Because I know you did. I remember the day I came to look at you and your brothers and sisters. I wasn't even sure I was going to take home a puppy that day. But when you crawled up on my lap, and looked up at me, it was decided. You were going to my Lua Puppy, and I was going to be your mom. Thank you. You gave me the opportunity to love and care for the best dog God ever put on this Earth. I know how lucky that makes me.

I still have a very hard time not having you here. I would give anything to have you back here, healthy, again. Absolutely anything. But when I'm struggling my hardest, I just think about how much fun you are having in Heaven. I can just see you running through the clouds, with your tongue flailing outside of your mouth, looking for someone to give kisses to. I know my Grandma Broome is cooking you steak dinners every night- like my mom tells me. And Neal is probably making sure you don't make too big of messes anywhere, huh? = )

I love you so much Lua Puppy. So much. And I miss you more than anything. I can't wait until I get to feel your kisses and scratch you all over again. It's all I look forward to anymore.

I love you.