{"id":53154,"date":"2017-09-05T07:19:18","date_gmt":"2017-09-05T14:19:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.110pounds.com\/?p=53154"},"modified":"2017-09-01T19:20:01","modified_gmt":"2017-09-02T02:20:01","slug":"checking-in","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.110pounds.com\/?p=53154","title":{"rendered":"Checking In"},"content":{"rendered":"

It’s been a few weeks since Yggdrasil passed away.<\/a><\/p>\n

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The next day, Michael suggested we go for an easy family hike to get me out of the house. It was a good idea. That week following his death was hard for me. I cried a lot. For the first days I kept expecting to see him in the house–sunbathing by the window, sleeping on Bella’s dog bed, burrowed underneath the covers on the bed (his favorite spot)–and when he wasn’t there, I was reminded.<\/p>\n

Every day got a little bit easier, I guess. I got distracted with other stuff and was able to get a few hours a day of relief from grieving. But nevertheless, it would come back. I know time will heal the sadness, but it’s been hard.<\/p>\n\n\t\t