It has been about three weeks since we lost our pup and the kids came to live with us. There has been a huge adjustment period that we supported with therapy and a lot of kindness and patience, but after everything was said and done, it made things so much better. The kids truly started coming out of their shells and they even started acting more and more like a family with us. Everything was going super well until I realized something.
I was in the middle of working on the improvement plan for the internal workings of the pack when it hit me. I popped my head up and looked at my calendar on the wall. I started thinking and doing the math in my head and I sighed. I opened a mind link with Andrew as the realization hit me even harder. Andrew…?
Yeah, Milly. Is everything okay?
Yes and
