My Dog Brought Me My Late Daughter’s Sweater the Police Had Taken – Then He Led Me to a Place That Stopped Me Cold
Weeks after losing my daughter in a tragic accident, I felt like I was drowning in an ocean of grief. Every day was heavy, every breath a reminder that Lily was gone. Then, one foggy morning, our dog started acting strangely — and what he led me to would change everything. My name is Erin, I’m 40, and three weeks ago, my world shattered. My ten-year-old daughter, Lily, was killed in a car accident on a rainy Saturday morning. The memory of that day still clung to me like a