Missing Misia

I've already had countless of moments of wanting to hug Misia and be with her once again.. She still feels so alive to me.. it's weird because on the second day the whole realization that she's actually gone forever hit me hard... and I still know that... but I can't help but hope that I'll see her again when I open the garage, or when I look out into my backyard and see her laying on her pillow... Or see her digging in the yard..   I just want my dog back.

I was thinking earlier, how cool it would be if once in our life, anytime, we could visit the other side.  Just once, so we can see everyone that has died in our lives.  And I could be reunited with my dog.

Sadly that can't happen, so I'll just keep drawing myself with her to keep her alive in my mind and keep writing letters to her.  I know to people who haven't lost a pet or still have one that's alive, etc. might think I'm going overboard, but trust me I'm not.  I grew up with her and life feels empty without my little fuzzball...