maggie monday. {a little closure}

These were the photos I knew I just had to take. Not even a full day after she was gone. The sun was shining, Max was at day camp for the morning and I had gotten a call that flowers had been dropped-off at the house. So I came home, saw her collar sitting in my husband's office, grabbed my camera and headed out on the deck where just days earlier I had taken some photos of her. It was hard to do, but somehow picking-up my camera and taking these photos brought some closure (well, a little bit...)

The house seems a little bit empty. There's no one to sit under Max's chair at the table and clean-up his crumbs. No dog to let-out before we head upstairs to bed. No wagging tail to greet me when I come home. No need to put food far out of her reach on the counter. No bark when the doorbell rings... All the little things you take for granted {and maybe even drive you crazy some days} when you have a dog become such big voids when they are gone. I'm sure it'll take months to get used to her absence.

When I started my Maggie Monday posts way back in February we had known for about three months that she had cancer. And she was getting up there in years. I wanted to honor her in some small way - Maggie Mondays was perfect because she always brought a smile to my face, even on Mondays. And when I started this blog she was my best muse - she sat still, would look at me if I said just the right word {cookie}, she got some extra attention and I got some photography practice. We were the perfect team. And I'm quite certain that soon enough I will have another furry, four-legged muse to team-up with.

Until then...well, doing this last Maggie Monday post brings just a little bit more closure.

{And a big thank you to all of you who left such sweet comments and emailed. You are all too kind.} 


{Since last Thursday Max has had a lot of questions about Maggie's death and dying in general. Over the weekend when he saw her collar he asked, "How will Jesus know her name if she doesn't have her collar?" Oh my sweet, sweet boy... We assured him that Jesus would know her name and would have a brand new collar for sweet Mags to wear when she got to Heaven.  This collar was ours to keep to remember her by.}