On A Positive Note...

We were able to find a good home for our puppy.
I was sad when she drove off with the kind girls who adopted her from us.  And I cried.  For maybe 20 seconds.  Maybe a little more.  But not much.  There were a few more moments when I cried.  But not many.  And the more time we spent in our house without our puppy, the more I felt like we had made a good, good decision.  And thinking about how nice the girls were who came to adopt our puppy, and how I imagined they would take very good care of her, I felt very good not just for us, but also for our puppy. 
It's good to make a good decision that works out well.