I went over a week without crying. Of course, most of that was traveling and trying to focus on friends and comic con. And not getting rona.
I also did not look at any pics of Smokey. Although I did go onto social media daily as I posted pics and tried to respond to comments. But it was all comic con related.
And coming home to no Smokey waiting for me was hard. When I would travel, the thing I would think about the most as I was headed home was yay – seeing Smokey. And no matter how much fun I had while away – I was happiest to be home.
And after getting home, I even looked at pics of other dogs, as I plan on visiting and meeting potential new friends.
I thought about it today. That maybe I was moving through the intense sadness part. Maybe by making the decision to meet other buddies, it was helping. I was also keeping myself pretty darn busy.
Then a neighbor texted me a picture of Smokey today.
