When you’re dreaming with a broken heart


I dreamt of Takoda today. He was running at the dog park with his baseball in his mouth. A full- on run. No pain. Full of happy. I got down on my knees and hugged his great big fluffy neck. I woke up having to remember he is not here. I cannot hug his neck. 

And my heart is broken all over again …

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