6 years gone

It's been six whole years since you left us, and I still miss you as much today as I did then. I guess that means you did a good job. You loved me so well. So very well. I can't help but wonder what life would be like had you been able to stay. What you would think of the boys. Certainly you would love them. But I think be jealous of them too. Because you were my baby. And you didn't like to share. But then again, because you loved me so well, I believe that you would have loved them, fiercely. I still wonder why you had to go. Because losing you was so very hard. It is still hard. You taught me more than any person ever could. What you gave to me in 12 years will take others a lifetime. I think you must have known your life was shorter than mine and so you lived so vibrantly. And when your work was done, when you had taught me all there was to know....you left.
Today is a beautiful day. You would have loved it. I can imagine you at the park, running. You loved to run. But now you are up in heaven. And I imagine that Harper lies beside you. And she buries her face into your fur. And you watch her. And you watch over us. And this life goes on.