The call came today. I wasn’t sure how I would feel. Julie, the tech who has known Isabell since we got her, was calling to let me know that she was back. She said “I was calling to let you know that Isabell’s here.”

I’m so glad that she didn’t say something like Isabell’s ashes, or Isabell’s remains. I didn’t cry when she said it. I didn’t feel much of anything. I little bit of relief maybe? I’m glad that she will be back. I know it’s just her ashes, but at least I will have something.

I said I want to scatter them somewhere over water so she can always swim. But as of right now I can’t imagine letting them go. I guess I will know when the time is right. I’ll know when it’s time to let go.