I don't know where else to put this, so I'm putting it here.
14 years ago today I lost my baby girl. I feel like some years this date hasn't affected me as much but this year it is.
We're getting closer to you not being in my life longer than you were in it. My memories of you are not as strong as they used to be. And my heart can't take that.
I feel like I can't talk about it because it almost feels silly to be so sad about a cat that died 14 years ago. But I still think about you all the time. You were my first best friend. How could I not?
So I'm trying to remind myself that grief is just love with nowhere to go. And I loved you so, so much. I'm not a spiritual person, but I desperately hope we meet again.













