Time

I'm just going to keep writing because the only way I can think of to get through this is to just get through today, and then maybe tomorrow will be a little bit easier...
My contacts are so fogged up from crying I can barely see. I probably look like a zombie I don't care. I put her doggie bed in my room with her favorite toy in it and the bandana she was wearing when she died around the toy and a picture of her above the whole thing and I was just lying there with my head in her bed... I can't stop remembering.
Time must be the only salve. With time it won't hurt as bad. I must keep reminding myself of this.