Lord, I Miss Her...
As the tears have fallen over the past several days, these few words are all I can manage when talking to God. I miss Maggie more than I ever thought possible. It's only been a week but it seems like an eternity since I last pet her, buried my face in the fur on her neck when we cuddled, or held open the door to the backseat of my Jeep so she could jump in and ride along wherever I was going. My house seems so quiet and still without her following my every move, either with just her eyes or by getting up to move wherever I was. The nights are the hardest as she used to sleep right beside me in bed and now there's just an empty space. Her food dish still sits on the floor as I don't have the heart to put away quite yet and the other end of the couch sits empty in the evening while I'm watching tv. Her absence has been deafening at times, and completely heartbreaking at others. Maggie had a few quirks that made me laugh but the biggest was her obsession with bur