It's been almost 3 months since my baby girl Ellie died. I'm almost to the point where I remember mostly the good things about her--her good days, how much she loved McDonald's (so much so that she'd start barking as soon as we rolled up to the drive-thru), how she rolled in the grass for what seemed like days. I still, and always will, miss her like crazy but at least now I'm remembering the days the sun was shining and not so much the time she was so sick.