Today, my heart is in pieces. My sweet girl passed away — my baby, my best friend. She was 15 years old, and every one of those years was a gift I’ll treasure forever.

She wasn’t just a dog. She was family. She was my shadow—always by my side. Through every joy and every sorrow, she was there, offering love without words, comfort without conditions. Her presence filled my home with warmth, and her loyalty anchored me in ways I never truly understood until now.

For 15 years, she gave me her heart. She asked for so little, yet gave so much. A wag of her tail when I walked through the door, a gentle nudge when I was down, and a quiet companionship that made even the loneliest moments feel less alone.

Now, the house feels empty. Her favorite spot by the window is still. Her paws no longer follow me from room to room. The silence she leaves behind is heavy—but so is the love that remains. A love that will echo through the rest of my life.

Run free now, my sweet girl. You’ve earned your rest. May you chase butterflies in fields of peace, with no pain and no fear—only light, joy, and endless open skies.

Until we meet again… you’ll always be in my heart. Always. 🕊️💛