I have dreaded writing this post but know I will regret it if I don't.
January 31, 2003 a momma golden named Lily gave birth to our beloved Lucy Love Shaw. Since then she has become and integral part of my life.
Lucy's habit was loving. She loved life, she loved to experience, and she loved her people.
I did the math (because I am a product of Wolfie and a true nerd at heart) and figured I have run a minimum of 750 miles with Lu.belle, although this number more accurately is probably around 1250. I have cuddled with her for probably 6 months and spent countless hours with this sweet pup.
We lost sweet Lucy this past Wednesday.
The best and most honest way to describe how I feel is to say I feel like I have phantom limb syndrome. I keep having to remind myself that what has seemed like an extra appendage since I was 21 is now gone. I know that with time all this will melt away and I will be left with the fond sweet memories of my Lucy.
"In His hand is the life of every creature and the breath of all mankind."
Job 12:10
I know this post is choppy... I'll try to add some pics and buff it up later.
