Letting him go

Last night as we were sitting outside by the fire Gianna, who is all of 4, looked up at the stars in the sky. She spotted the brightest star and said to me, "Mama. That's where Jesus and Lucky are." Then she started whispering softly to herself as she was looking up at that star. I heard her say, "Lucky, I'm letting you go now....I'm letting you go." And for the very first time, she didn't cry when she spoke of him...

I think we're finally ready for a new furry friend to join our family.