It doesn't hurt to be home anymore.
We got Sparky's ashes back on Thursday and I thought I was going to be a wreck. But it actually felt nice in a way to be bringing him home. With the ashes they sent a card. It had a beautifully written story about Rainbow Ridge. For those of you who know what I'm talking about, then you know how sad this card was. The place at home that I still feel the biggest sting in my heart is my backyard. There are so many memories everywhere I turn. But I feel him there with me. My mom says she does to.
I'm getting my tattoo soon! His paw print on the back of my shoulder. I am very excited to finally have it done.
I miss him so much every day. Life is strange without him. My family moved into our house when I was 6 and we got Sparky when I was 7. My whole cloverdale life he had been a part of it. So it's strange to think he is no longer there waiting for me when I get home. But I know how at peace he is now. He is no longer hurting. I can't wait for the day when I will see my baby again.
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