Saturday.. the day before SuperBowl Sunday..

If most of you remember it was a beautiful day.  I woke up and thought that I be a little bit productive however it turned out to be the biggest mistake of my life.  For the first time in a very long time I felt empty and pain.  I sat there at the CVS store wishing that I have done it differently and then perhaps I wouldn't have lost him.  I know that in time this feeling will heal but I also know that I will never be the same again. 

Due to this lost I have become much more cautious and even paranoid at times.  I hate this part of me and wish that I could just get rid of it but this is who I am now and I must accept it.  How many of you have dealt with the pain of loosing someone / something you loved?  I don't mean by death but by something or someone else.  It hurts to think that there are people in this world that is capable of hurting another human being by their doings but whether I want to see it or not we hurt each other every day and in every possible way.

What I lost is my dog squirt.  I had him every since he was a pup.  That's been 3-4 long years that he's been a part of my life and now he's gone.. I don't want to go into detail of how it happened because I'm not ready to open that part of me up yet.  I just wanted to say something we all know but take for granted.  Treasure the ones close to you and never think that there will always be tomorrow....