
Yup, I'm talking about my dog, Bella. Bee was a kind, beautiful sole and my constant confidant. If I was sick, she was there stuck to me as if to say, "we'll get through this together". She never judged me, made faces, or said a bad or hurtful word. She just loved me for me, accepted me for who I am, even when I didn't know who I was. She listened to me with kind eyes whenever I hurt, she just always had my back. Today is just such a hard day, I wish I could go back thirteen years and celebrate each year all over again. I know that nothing lasts forever, I knew she wouldn't. I just didn't know how much it would hurt or that I'll probably never get over her, my sweet Bee.
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