how quickly things change

I am not okay. I probably won't be okay for a long time. Tonight, we lost our puppy. She ran into the street and was hit by a car. She died instantly. While she was only with us for about a month, she had become a part of our family. We loved her intensely. I know it isn't anyone's fault but I feel like I failed her. She was so little and sweet and good. She was innocent. She didn't know how dangerous the street was. We were trying to teach her all of those things. She brought a lightness into our lives every day. I want her to come back. I want this to be a dream where I wake up and she's in her crate whining cus she needs to go out or chasing her tail or barking at the cat. I want her to be at school with me prancing around campus waiting for people to pet her. And they did. She loved people and thought they should all be her friends. Most of them were.

We were so happy to have her in our lives and we don't quite know what to do without her. Each time I have to tell someone I feel like I'm going to implode the pain is so intense. I'm not sure how we're going to get through this. Our hearts are broken.