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Saying goodbye

Excerpt from a letter:


Before we were a duo I was scared of being alone, and I still am. You filled my life and the emptiness is expansive. Before you I didn't know patience, or care, or sacrifice or love the way I learned after meeting you.


We loved our moments together and we made so many memories together. You traveled with me to other countries and cities, beaches and forests. I took you everywhere possible. I loved our quiet little moments where we shined our love to each other. Sometimes I was on my phone too much or distracted, or I would have to rush out the door and leave you alone which you hated, but we got to spend a lot of time together after Corona came. With me working from home the past 3 years we were together so much and I’m so happy now for it. 

There is so much I want to say to you. I will cherish your love and our memories forever. You were at many moments of my life the only family I had. My rock, my strength, you kept me going, cheered me on, motivated me and lifted my spirits. You always greeted me with a smile and it made coming home so fun to see you run to me and wag your tail and be so happy to see me. I could never get enough cuddles from you and you could never get enough head pats and ear scratches. I am so blessed by your love and presence in my life and I am so honored that I was able to be your Mama for this time. Adopting you and saying yes even though it was crazy at the time has been one of my best decisions ever. 

I love you my baby girl, forever. I will never forget you and the life we shared together. I miss you so much. Saying goodbye to you and our last day together was one the hardest things I ever had to do. Grieving you and letting you go is something I never wanted to have to do even though I knew I always would have to do it.

I wish I could have kept you by my side forever. 

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