It's been two weeks today since we said goodbye to our Miss Mollie Brown.
Honestly...one day has run into another and if I didn't have to get up in the morning, well, I didn't. I've lived in my pajamas for more hours than I can say and have cried more tears than I ever thought I could.
Honestly...one day has run into another and if I didn't have to get up in the morning, well, I didn't. I've lived in my pajamas for more hours than I can say and have cried more tears than I ever thought I could.
Our grief has been raw.
Unimaginable.
Unforgiving.
Those of you who have experienced loss of any kind will understand our hurting hearts. There is no balm that can soothe or heal our brokenness and we understand that only time will help us move forward without Mollie's physical presence in our lives.
A few days after her passing we received a little box with her ashes and a pair of paper imprints of her very tiny front paws. As I turned the cards over and over in my hands I realized that way back in 2003 she had stolen away my heart and the very essence of her will continue to live there for all my days.
I'm beyond grateful for that.
Fourteen years, seven months and seven days.
So thankful for all those moments with our beautiful doggie...
Fourteen years, seven months and seven days.
So thankful for all those moments with our beautiful doggie...
And for God's GRACE.
His wonderful, unmerited favor has made breathing in and out possible.
Today I am going to attempt to return to the real world. Two new things have entered into our lives and both are keeping me on my toes.
I will share more soon.
Thank you all for you blog and Facebook comments. I'm overwhelmed by the kindness and love shown to Steve and I.
Today I am going to attempt to return to the real world. Two new things have entered into our lives and both are keeping me on my toes.
I will share more soon.
Thank you all for you blog and Facebook comments. I'm overwhelmed by the kindness and love shown to Steve and I.
Blessings...
Rebecca


























