My daughter turns 10 today. Somehow we have arrived at the double digits. No idea how this happened, but here we are.
The picture above was taken on her second birthday. Part of me will always see her as this little cutie pie with her best friend at her side. Even though their matching coats are now forever packed away.Long time readers will remember that Pip and my daughter were inseparable. He was by her side from birth on – through colicky nights, dress up tea parties, wagon rides to the park, Sesame Street and Sponge Bob. When she learned something new, he was the first one she would share it with. He helped her make friends, comforted her when she was sick, and made her smile when I returned to full time work. As an only child, she believed Pip was her older brother and somehow he understood and embraced his new role with gusto.
Pip’s last few years were rough. He had enlarged heart and a host of other issues. There were many close calls, but he always fought to stay with us a little longer. But on October 19, 2013, he was too tired to fight and we finally let him go.
My daughter was heartbroken. But as time passed, she started to heal and could talk about him without crying and sometimes even while smiling and laughing. Her room is still decorated with pictures of Pip, but her life is now full of friends, activities, and her new love, Ruby. Sometimes I worry that Pip will become a distant memory and their bond will slowly fade.
I discovered this big guy on a Groupon and knew he would make the perfect birthday gift. Pillow Pip is twice the size of original Pip and kind of like a giant superhero Yorkie.
She has been holding Pillow Pip since he arrived yesterday. Guess I don't need to worry so much about her forgetting Pip.
Ruby thinks Pillow Pip is pretty awesome, too.