I have gone through one of the hardest things I hope to ever face in my life, in the course of one year. I'm still struggling with the aftermath.
I miss my dog so much. I tear up at least once a day. Silly things seem to bring it out. Finding one of his toys stuffed in the couch. Hearing a song. Thinking about how much he would have liked something.
It feels like there is a hole in my heart and it's not healing. I think it might be there for the rest of my life. If a dog can be your soul mate, Hudson was mine.
