Letting Go

Sometimes, it is very hard to let go of what is near and dear to your heart. This holiday weekend was a very sad time for us. Our sweet faithful little pal Jilly died. We think she might have been bitten by a poisonous snake on her nose. We buried her under a tree and placed a giant heart rock we found a while back.
It seems there are so many memories we create in our minds of specific dates that make them easier or harder to recall. I have many memories associated with the fourth of July, some good and some sad.
I wish I could have turned the hands back on the clock to a little while before we discovered her. She was sitting next to me barking at a fake turtle that I was photographing while laying on my stomach. I showed her that it was not real. I wish I would have just held her for the following hour and then maybe she would still be here. She follows me into the woods where we walk. I will miss her dearly.