Yesterday I did a bit of re-arranging of the pile of crap in our main living area so I could make room for a shelf I bought at Goodwill that will serve as a shoe rack. The girl's Radio Flyer will no longer hold that honor! Woo Hoo! As I cleared space the box I have used to store all of Lily's things was put out in the room where the girls immediately started going through it. They pulled out her stuffed toys. Her bumper that she swam after in the water. Her frisbee. Her collar. As Eloise flung Lily's collar around I kept hearing the tags go "tinkle tinkle" and every single time I heard it my heart skipped. I don't think I'll ever forget the sound her collar made as she moved around.
I still, very very much, miss having her around. Every day I am glad our family is that much closer to having another dog in our lives. Every day I think about the permanence of Lily's death and how much it completely sucks that she's gone. You'd think after 9 months it wouldn't weight so heavily on me, but it really does.
I'm still not sure what I will do with all of her things. I imagine saving them for our next dog, but I don't know. Is that weird? I also thought about putting her things in a shadow box that we could display, though we already have a huge frame full of a bunch of her photos on the middle of our mantel.
The neatest thing is that from time to time Iris will just blurt out something she remembered about Lily. I love that Iris has memories of her, though Eloise doesn't. I wonder how long those memories will last.