I put down my dog Butterscotch today. She was in my lap with a belly full of treats when she took her last breath. She had lost so much weight lately, I knew something was wrong.
Lung cancer. Both sides and extremely aggressive. So I decided to end her suffering and give her peace in dignity.
I was alone.
It's hard saying goodbye, even when you know it's the right thing to do.
I'm so tired now. My eyes are swollen from a years worth of tears I finally let myself cry.
This was an emotional week even before the dog died.
Im so blessed to have the people in my life that I do. I am loved, even when I feel unlovable.
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