it's not a replacement.
it's something entirely new.
unmarkably different.
it will teach me new lessons incomparable to the last.
it is not a replacement.
she is peaceful.
i see her in raindrops
and the twinkling night sky
and the sun filtering through the clouds.
she was and always will be
the safest place i know.
and now,
callie.
an word of irish origin.
it is not a replacement.
and not a new beginning,
but a step towards healing.
i miss you now and forever
and i'm so lucky you held hands with my heart.
and i hope i do you proud.
callie is not a replacement.
she is an eight week old puppy with big brown eyes
and unconditional love spilling out of her big adorable yawns.
i see so much of you in her,
and i think life is beautiful and mysterious and unbearably sad.
and i think i've found a better balance between all three again.
