Six months ago, it was hard to imagine life without my special girl, Lulu. After a short battle with cancer, Lulu lost her life to the scourge inside her. It was undoubtedly the hardest and most devastating day in my life. Lulu should have lived another 5-10 years. Her life came to an abrupt end, and there was nothing I could do to help her. Six months have passed. The first three months were the hardest. Weeks after losing her, I would still weep uncontrollably at the unfairness of it all. Every room in the house conjured a memory. Every inch of our yard held vivid thoughts of Lulu walking, running, or being silly. Losing her left a gaping hole in my heart, and though my days have gotten easier, it’s hard to imagine what the next six months will be like. Some people say it’s easier to move on than to continue to mourn Lulu. I consciously choose not to move on from the memory of how my girl fought so hard. I choose to remember how the chemo made her feel terrible one day, and then feel good the next. I have to remember how she left me at 5:15 a.m. that morning but not without licking my nose one last time before taking her last breath. Remembering all of these seemingly devastating events helps me to keep Lulu’s spirit alive in my heart. Lulu’s loss helps confirm my decision to open Paws On Durham. I serve dogs, cats, turtles, fish, and other animals with humility and sensitivity. All are special in their own ways. All are loved and cared for by their owners without question. Caring for these special animals warms my heart and helps me to honor the memory of my special girl. I keep Lulu’s spirit, happiness, and struggles with me, and though she is at peace, Lulu is always in my heart and mind.