Today I really miss Olivia. I know she's in a better place (not suffering any more, and "running around like a young dog," as my cousin Alex said in her eulogy) and that having her here in NYC would've complicated things. But she was my friend, as much as a dog can be friends with a human and vice versa, and I miss her.
I was going through my BlackBerry photos tonight deleting a bunch because they were taking up too much memory -- and taking up too many of my memories by looking at them and remembering what I left behind in Utah, especially when I'm here in NYC trying to start over. When I saw Olivia's pictures, I just started to cry.
I miss her. A lot.
That is my report.
I miss you, Livy. And all of your Gilmore Girls "Paul Anka" dog neuroses, too.
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