The Last Day

My precious Brodie, the love of my life, died at home in my arms on Monday, June 26th at 4:30pm Atlantic Standard Time at 15 years of age. He was euthanized by our vet.

I have lost humans in my life, and never have I EVER felt the intense emotional pain that I have felt in the last few days since he died. I thought I was prepared for this....boy was I wrong.

I'm single with no children so Brodie was my world. He has been with me through thick and thin, through job changes, through multiple moves including a move clear across the country, through failed relationships, through literally everything as I grew up from my early twenties to my late thirties.

He was my rock, my support, my shoulder, and he didn't deserve to die but it was his time.

Sometimes, some things in life just don't seem fair and death is one of those things. But it is just part of the journey.