One year ago today marks the passing of one of my closest friends, Theresa Emerson.  She went in for surgery to have her back repaired after she fractured it.  She was, in my opinion, a high risk patient, but they sent her home after surgery to sleep off the rest of the anesthesia.  She called me that night and left me a message since I didn’t get to my phone before going to bed.  She never woke up.

Luna was her favorite of all of my dogs and this photo was taken shortly before I got the phone call telling me she had passed away.  She’s wearing the collar Terri got her for her birthday the previous year and the jacket she’d bought her because “Luna loves purple.”  Luna was her unofficial therapy dog on call and I never saw Terri happier than when Luna was snuggled up against her while we were scrap booking.

I miss you, Terri.  I wish you were here every single day.