My very good boy.
It’s been exactly ten years since you left. That’s all the time in the world, and no time at all. My life has moved on. It’s grown around my grief. But the grief is still there and I still miss you deeply. I also still feel you though.
You were, and have stayed, my best ever friend. And I do very much wish you were here. But you can’t be.
I wish I could still return from work and be greeted by you. I wish I could still bend down and get bunny kisses on my fire head. I wish I could still have company that wanted me for me- not as a good machine.
Please know, that you’ll always be remembered and held deeply inside everything I do.
You’re here, and I’m holding you tight.
All my love SkyGuy.
Xx