Isabella, my girl

I miss you everyday. Even though you were 12 it is never time to say goodbye. I got you from a shelter and you paid me back ten times fold. You and I spent our first year together while your other new friend was what seemed like many worlds away in Iraq. You were there when no one else was. You kept my sanity. You gave me a reason to keep going. 

Izzy, you could chase that tennis ball all day. I will always miss you. There is an empty space on the floor by my feet that will never be replaced. You were a good girl. Thank you for everything you gave me.