Little One.

My dog of 13 years passed away on Thursday. I miss her so much. I don't know how to feel except empty and disbelief. I went home this weekend.. It's so hard getting used to the fact that when I go into my backyard, I won't see her happy little face, I won't have her blocking my way back into the house, I won't have her roll over as soon as I pet her, I won't have to worry about her when I'm backing out the car, I won't have to worry about closing the gate.
Sometimes I forget and I go outside, and I expect to see her.....
Never again will I see her beautiful face, never again will I pet her, never again will I experience her licking my hand, her asking me for food....

My heart breaks but I can no longer cry. I just feel a hole where my heart used to be.
I just live each day thinking how I should have done things differently...
You never really realize how much you really have until it's gone..

I love you, Little One.