I Did It Again.

It's true.

I didn't think I'd ever be ready.

I didn't think I'd ever get over the heartbreak of losing Emily, 

......but this may help.



I wasn't going to do it. But I could feel my protests gradually weaken under my sister's patient and  persistent voice saying it was "the right thing to do".   She's an 11-week old Boston Terrier who's sweet and spunky. I named her after one of my favorite people......a special aunt with whom I share a special bond. And now I get to say her name everyday.

Meet Gracie!