Deceased Parents

Yesterday marked the third year since my parents had been murdered. The past two years I spent alone, crying, and just walking through the day in a misty fogginess that lasted for many days. Yesterday…I wasn’t even sad. I felt…I felt nothing. That bothered me very much. So, I went to keep myself busy. I gave Layla a nice grooming and gave her some treats she doesn’t often get. I gave Cat a bath, he was being crazy which made me laugh.