01/16/2025
My sweet furbaby boy Chance.. I didn’t nearly grieve you in the ways I should have in the moment, it all happened so fast. So many heavy things were happening all at the same time and I still had to function and be Mom, getting ready for Thanksgiving and Malachi’s birthday all within the upcoming week.. I have since grieved you so much. I’ve looked at pictures from the start of our journey together to the end. I’ve cried countless tears in heaping amounts. I’ve recounted all the times that you gave me another chance when I thought I couldn’t go on. All the car rides that you anxiously awaited, the way you loved to explore. The way you couldn’t not be right where I was, always underfoot. The way you would chatter and nibble me with your front teeth in joy and excitement. The way you loved me and the way that I endlessly loved you, and still do. Now I sit and am making art with you weighing heavy on my heart, the mark you left and the gravity of it, you’re the subject and the reason. My muse. You were my first ever pet that I got to call my own. I wanted you and I gave you the name Chance because we saw you in the middle of the road after getting hit, and all I wanted to do was help you and care for you.. With that simple act and I was so blessed as you gave it all back, and tenfold. You were my best friend and my baby. I miss you forever and love you for always. Until we meet again my sweet furbaby boy old man.. I love you, love you, love you. 🥹💕🦮✨
