Muddling through

Today was hard. I remember when we lost Mati that the days and weeks following were hard and the pain of loosing her seemed like a huge ache, but this is hard. Comparing them isn't fair but when we got Gordon he picked me and really was my dog so the loss seems to be a little deeper, maybe, or maybe you just forget how much it hurts. Whichever, I feel like I have just muddled through the day, forgotten things, misplaced things, driven past places I was suppose to be. It's very frustrating. All for a little dog who stole my heart and I miss like crazy.