Three weeks have passed. Mari wrote to ask if I'd like to see Mirage. . . . Hmmmm.
I was Afraid I would cry! I wondered about my feelings. "Am I moving from Love or Fear", is a good way to ferret out the truth:) Obviously fear was my pathway. So I decided to move from Love! What a better outcome: I will let her know All is well and show her how much I will Always cherish her.
I was happy to greet them and eager to feed and walk her while Mari shopped for groceries at New Seasons.
Mari told me she thinks Mirage is so Smart! I loved hearing how their day is. Waking at 6:45, showering, hair are and dressing , THEN Mirage is fed and they go out. A ride through Starbucks for a cup and a doggy treat, then settling in at work until noon is standard! Mirage's clock is set precisely for each event as scheduled;) I loved that clock of hers too;)
When Mari returned Mirage gazed up at her, there was no backward glance:) she did however return to her Guide work, waiting at the top step for a kibble from Mari. Mari probably said, "Silly Dog, hop in the car;)" she did and off they sped.
That's when the tears fell.
It is so different without her.