I don’t want to go on and on about Bambi, so I’ll leave her full story safely tucked away in our hearts. As I was looking through old images, I was amazed at how many photos I had of her, how many places she went, and how unconditional she was in her life. She really was our first little one together.
Always in my lap, in my arms, or in self-portraits with me. She was a piece of everything.
The day she went to heaven, we decided to celebrate her life with an appropriate Mexican meal at our favorite restaurant. It was the best chicken taco salad I’ve had.
And Chris had his chimichangas, which looked amazing.
I know she’ll be with us always, guarding us and loving us. The house has been very quiet since her passing, even though she wasn’t incredibly active the last few months of her life. I feel the emptiness in the home and the loneliness in the morning. It’s painful, but we’ll make it through to open our hearts again one day.
I am so very thankful for all I learned from Bambi about life, love, and caring for others.
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