jnettie214

Things I’d never have to say She fills up a huge hole in my  in my soul where my son once lived. When she goes, I lose them both. The last bit of evidence that I was someone with a full life that had purpose and meaning and one that was needed and not just taking up space. She was proof that I wasn’t the placeholder for something real. Everyone else sees an ugly little dog. To me she’s a life raft. An umbrella in a downpour The cask around a Saint  Bernard’s neck. A warm blanket by the fire in winter. She’s my protector and my goddamn cheerleader!  All when nobody else believed in me. She counts on me and never