I made a meaningful mistake the other day. I wrote that "K and I went through the forest together this morning". In real life, of course, K doesn't run along next to my bike these days. But, in my heart, she's still next to me.
At first, I was mad at myself for not catching my typo (writing "K" instead of "Shyla") because it revealed a piece of me that I usually keep hidden these days. However, your thoughtful and sweet comments made me realize that it was okay to say how I feel.
Indeed, K is still with me all the time. She is on my mind countless times every single day. I see her in the late-blooming flowers.
At first, I felt like I was shortchanging Shyla because K still holds part of my heart. Now I know differently. I've fallen for Shyla with all my heart, even the part that K is in, if that makes any sense. The typo from the other day also reveals how I've come to love Shyla with a depth that I never thought possible again.
So, I didn't notice the "telling typo" of saying that K and I were together. She is always by my side but no one but me can see her.
For new readers, here is what K looked like. She's also in the banner at the top of the page. She died in July 2012, at age 8, of osteosarcoma. She lived an amazing 8 years as my heart dog.