One Month
by liz rodda
Juba- it'll be a month tomorrow that you left me. i think of you every day. you probably know all about the shrine above the television, and the plastic coated photo in my wallet. i want you to know that the new pup will NEVER EVER replace you. you were my first. you'll always be my first love. Willow is nothing like you, nooshie, but i love her just the same. everybody misses you. i tried to find your daddy to tell him- but you know what happened between us. i wish you could come home to me, but i know you're always with me now. i love you so much! mommy
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