It feels like I’ve blinked and a year passed. The reason I focus on today is that it’s been an official year since my cat, Bandit, died. A year ago, I kept wishing to go back into more blissfully ignorant times or zoom into the future because the pain was so fresh. I still miss him and I’m not sure you can really ever fully recover, but it’s still been a year.
I try to focus on the time we did have together, although sometimes are easier than others. Hug your pets a little harder, spend some extra time with the pats, and love them because they are precious gifts to us.