August

August 29, 2021.  I can't believe that Sammy has been gone for 12 years. I always say that Sammy passed the year Bella was born because he knew she was going to be mine (See the blog post the dog WILL find you.)

For the first time in 12 years, I went to call my mother on her birthday and I realized it was the day of Sammy's passing. For 12 years August 29th was always the day Sammy died. Today, it was my mom's birthday, then the day Sammy passed. I don't feel bad about this or guilty I think I just realized that when I lost Clover it was the one thing that helped shift the devastation of his death. I will always miss my Sammy boy. He was my very first dog of my own and he was my lighthouse. He saved me in so many ways. But today, I remember him and his life, not the day of his passing. I'd like to think it's also a little easier, knowing he has Clover with him, playing, running around and just waiting until we are all reunited. It's so weird how the month of August is so significant in so many ways. It's my father's, brother's, and mother's birthdays and it's the anniversary of Clover and Sammy's passing. The month of August will always be just that kind of month I guess. Anyway, I just wrote to remember my boy today, who he was to me, and who he will always be. I love you Sammy T. I'll see you again someday