A little life with a lot of love

I had a great week on Mission Trip (post about all of that coming soon), but it has been a rough couple of days. When I got home Thursday night I found out that Allie had gotten out of the backyard at my mom's house on Monday evening and was hit by a car and killed. It was very hard coming home to my apartment without her yesterday. I've written a few posts in the past about her running habits (Allie's Adventures #1 and #2) and through my time thinking about it I've realized that Allie was doing exactly what she loved very most when she died--running like a crazy dog. To her it was just another adventure. I will miss her very much, but I am definitely at peace about all of it.

I was looking through all of my pictures of her... so here is a walk down memory lane of Allie's short life with me.

Her first night at home. That sweet little baby face before she had her big teeth and her "pug face"

Allie's "happy face" on her way to Abilene to meet Aunt Nicki

Snuggle Puggle

Allie loved playing with her friends... especially Sasha

She also really loved trying to escape (this picture is absolutely hilarious to me)

And she was my guard dog... this was her natural place in my apartment. It will be sad to come home and not see the Allie face in the window.

At the Dog Park--very grateful that the last day I spent with her was here, her absolute favorite place to be!

I am so appreciative of the love and prayers and hugs from so many sweet friends. Yesterday was a really hard day, but I was able to get a good night sleep and am ready for a new day today. I'm about to finish getting ready for a baby shower for my sister-in-law (and nephew Chase who will be here in just a couple of months). Such a sweet reminder from the Lord that He makes all things new. He holds every tear I've cried and gently nudges me on to walk through a new day in His grace with His new mercies.