Its been two weeks since my boy went to heaven. I think of KC every single day. The nights are the hardest....my bed is so empty without him. Who knew that a tiny little cocker spaniel could take up so much room? I still struggle with thinking I have to run home to take him out potty. I struggle with remembering I don't need to buy dog food when I go shopping. I don't need dog biscuits anymore. The cats have noone to chase and so they are pretty bored, too.

Last night I decided to get a tattoo in honor of him. Its a red heart with his name (KC) in it and the heart has angel wings coming off it and there is a halo over it that says ILMO (in loving memory of). Its absolutely beautiful and will forever remind me that KC is my guardian angel now.

I dont know how long it will take my heart to heal. I think time will tell. Its a hard road to travel. I am learning to relax while out and not rush home. I am traveling some in the coming months and maybe that will take my mind off things. Either way I need to just allow myself to heal. Right?