Today is the one year anniversary of when my sweet little child passed away. For 16 years, she gave my life a purpose and showed me so much joy and love. As I cry while typing this, the pain also reminds me of all the amazing memories that get to live with me as well. Miss you, little Sensi.
I never got to share this with anyone, but I thought I should here in case it helps anyone.
My biggest regret was being in denial about it being time for my boy. He had gotten sick before and recovered, so I kept thinking he would recover again, but by the time it was clear that he wouldn’t, it was too late. We were planning on taking a couple of days off work to focus on him and do all of his favorite things, but we were one day too late.
Hope no one else makes that mistake.
I, too, made that mistake decades past. It still hurts me to remember how I put my wants (to have her with me) above hers (to feel good) and above reality (she had late stage cancer and was dying). It helps me a little to think she helped me be a better person and make better decisions for my pets going forward.