I remember the day you died in... It feels like it was just yesterday. The moment when the house went silent, and I knew you weren’t coming back. I can still feel the emptiness that took over the room, that haunting stillness that followed you out. I remember the way you looked at me one last time, your eyes full of trust, as if you were telling me that it would be okay, even though I didn’t want to let go. I can still hear the soft patter of your paws on the floor, now replaced by an unbearable quiet. The bed feels too big now, with your side always empty. Your collar still hangs by the door, a painful reminder that I won’t hear your excited greeting when I come home. I remember how the world felt like it was moving in slow motion when you left, like everything around me was still, but my heart was shattered into pieces that I can never put back together. It hurt so much, I thought I might never heal. But now, I find comfort in knowing that you’re still with me. You left behind pieces of your love in every corner of this home. You showed me what true unconditional love really is, and that love will never fade. You may be gone from my sight, but your spirit is always here, in the little things — the quiet moments, the memories that bring a smile through the tears, and the love that will never end. You are forever a part of me, and in my heart, you’ll always be alive. Until we meet again at the Rainbow Bridge, my sweet friend.