My Dog Brought Me My Late Daughters Sweater the Police Had Taken – Then He Led Me to a Place That Stopped Me Cold!
In the quiet aftermath of loss, time rarely moves forward. It folds inward, returning again and again to the moments that changed everything. For Erin, a forty-year-old mother, the past three weeks had felt like living inside a fog—days blending together in a world drained of color since the passing of her ten-year-old daughter, Lily….