10 Months

Ten long months. We don't even know what to say anymore. We still want Izzie back as much as ever, and we are still learning to live without her.  We have figured out that the words "I would just die if my dog went missing" which come so naturally when your dog has never been missing, aren't true. We are living proof that you don't die -- you want to, for a time at least, but you keep on breathing and putting one foot in front of the other. And eventually, some foods start to taste good again, and some pursuits that used to be fun become fun again -- a little at a time. We've begun to experience that, and hopefully will continue down that path if Izzie isn't reunited with us, or takes much longer to do so. But today does mark ten months, so today may be a little harder to get through than other days.