20 of 365 Some Closure

Yesterday I bought a shadow box and Brailey put some of Sara's things in it. Inside the box is the blanket she and Sara used to cuddle with, a few pictures of Sara, the collar she wore for the last year and 11 years worth of grooming records. It was theraputic for us, but Brailey cried herself to sleep. She misses Sara so much. Breaks my heart to see my baby cry.