It has been five days since Daisy passed away. I feel worse than ever, as every little thing remains me of her. Taking the garbage out - she always came with me. Cooking, she was always by my feet, hoping that something would drop. Sleeping - she was by my head on my pillow. Coming home - she was always there to greet me. All these common daily activities now are so painful.
One day I would like to remember my dear friend, my best friend, with less pain and more happiness that I got to know such a brave and loving sould.
Daisy's Mommy