Frances sue

Despite anticipatory grief, whether prompted by legitimate reasons or not, being a very real thing, no amount of preparation ever truly prepares you for the ache you feel on your pet’s last day. It’s an ache so deep in your soul, it screams louder than your own inner voice. It pleads for more time while simultaneously trying to reassure you that you’ve made the right decision, that the time has inevitably come. I never expected to come undone from the loss of one dog. Then I

As this year nears its end, I find myself looking back on the highs and lows that have shaped and changed me in ways I never expected. This year has felt like walking a bridge between two worlds: one lined with memories of pawprints and quiet routines and traditions that no longer happen, and the other bursting with the bright, dizzying firsts of my daughter’s life. I keep finding myself caught in the in-between, grieving the spaces Sam and George once filled while celebratin