Today, I lost my best friend.

She wasn’t just a pet — she was so much more.

Freyja, my little girl who stood by my side for the past 13 years, has closed her eyes forever at the age of 18. And now, my heart holds a silence that nothing seems able to fill.

Freyja wasn’t just an animal. She was family.

She was the quiet listener, the gentle presence who comforted me through life’s storms. Over the years, we shared countless seasons — sunshine and rain, laughter and tears. No matter how chaotic the world became, she was always there — loyal, kind, and loving me in a way no one else ever could.

The image you see isn’t just a dog with big, endearing ears.

Now, she’s an angel — with soft white wings and a gentle halo glowing above her head. It’s a beautiful sight, but it breaks my heart. Because I know: it’s a goodbye.

I can still feel the warmth of her fur, still see the kindness in her eyes.

I still hear the soft patter of her paws echoing through the house.

And I still wish, just once more, I could hold her tight and whisper, “Thank you for loving me with everything you had.”

Freyja, fly far and fly gently.

You deserve to rest among the stars, where there is no more pain, no more time passing too quickly.

And if you can, come visit me in my dreams now and then, okay?

I will always love you, my little angel. 🕊️💔