I can't do it Marianne. It all sounds good, but I am alone with Buddy's stuffed frog and his cuddle blanket. Yes, you are all there, but you are not here. Buddy was the light of my life and now that light has been snuffed out. I take care of my parents who live with me. Buddy was my only ally. He was always there no matter how hard things got. Before he came into my life, I did not have a reason to go home after work. He has always been there to greet me at the door and follow me around like a little nosy shadow. My life has revolved around his meds and his meals and all of that. What do I do with myself now?
Kathy