I can’t believe that, six months ago, Phoenix passed away.
It’s still hard. I’m still grieving.
I’d give anything to hear him snoring beside me or shuffling around the house at night.
But, I know he’s happier. I know he’s healthier. And I know he made the decision to go.
Phoenix was just two months and eleven days shy of his fifteenth birthday, so I feel guilty wishing he didn’t have to leave.
I know I was blessed to have the opportunity to enjoy Phoenix’s company for so long, but I still wish we had a little bit longer.
There are so many things I would have said to him. There are so many things I would have done with him.
I feel guilty for saying this. I feel selfish for wishing this. But, Phoenix and I were a team. We were partners. We were friends.
I won’t stop missing him. I won’t stop thinking of him. I won’t stop remembering him.
Even though time passes, the memories of my loyal friend stay near
The times I laughed. The times I cried. The times we spent together.
Rest In Peace my faithful friend. You will forever remain in my heart.