The nice staffers at White Rock threw in a touching condolence card too. I was mostly moved by Dr. Riggan’s kind words. He knew how much Molly meant to me.
Today was a half day at work since I had my monthly session with the doctor for the ongoing evil-twin war. Dr. Custer had some nice insights as well about why am I more torn up/distraught over the loss of a 10-pound creature than say Grandpa and Grandma. As much as I loved Molly, I have some perspective yet it still doesn’t stop the pain.
Every day I do get better. Eventually I will enjoy the Tom Jones hit again without sorrow.