It’s your mummy, I miss you every single day. I can’t believe it’s been a year since you passed. Your little brother is still a nutcase, but sometimes I feel like he’s searching for you. Since you’ve been gone I’ve noticed some of your little personality in him.
He’s currently wagging his tail like crazy in his sleep, I’m hoping you’re in the dream. I have a picture of you both, with your collar and your ashes on my chest of drawers in the bedroom. Every day when I pass it, I pet it and give it a kiss and tell you I love you. I do the same before I go to bed each night.
I find it very difficult to think about the day I lost you, I don’t like to be reminded of the trip to the vets, of the vets stupid comments to me, of our final goodbye. My heart is still broken, there’s just this hole in my heart that will never heal.
You were my best friend in the entire world and I feel lost without you. I think of the amazing 16 years together, how you taught me what love was, what it was like to feel unconditional love, to be loved unconditionally, what it was truly like to have a maternal instinct and momma bear fury.
You meant the absolute world to me, for a very long period of time you were the only one I was living for, you saved my life. I’m sorry I couldn’t do more to save yours, I wish I could have taken away your pain. My only hope is that you forgive me for letting you go and that you are pain-free, playing with your siblings or being snuggled by a family member.
I miss you so much it’s painful. I’ll never forget you and I love you so much, unconditionally, forever.