
24/04/2025
It hit me today, as I was stress cleaning. You see, I've been purging my wardrobe the past few days. Mainly old t-shirts I don't wear anymore, some dress clothes and shoes it doesn't make sense for me to own anymore. Old things. I kept some, shirts with fond memories attached mainly. But everything else...it goes. Now, if it's not work clothes, it's a handful of clothes I kept that I had an attachment to.
Because I'm having problems losing things that I'm attached to.
I was so attached to you. You hit my world like an asteroid. You changed it, completely. Changed our world completely. I changed careers. Jennifer changed careers. Our first home we bought was with you, as well as Flynn and the other critters, in mind.
When you were diagnosed with diabetes, our world revolved more around you. Plans canceled, events missed. A few weeks before it happened, the vet said your bloodwork looked amazing for a dog your age with diabetes.
It wasn't fast - like Flynn was. It was slow. There's a blessing and a curse all wrapped up together in that though. On one hand, we got to say our goodbyes. We got to tell you we loved you over and over. But watching what was happening to you, having to make that decision, make that drive...
I can't say you were my favorite - because that doesn't do justice to what you did for our lives. I will say you were my earth-shattering, world-breaking dog. And when we lost you...everything broke all over again.
It seems cruel, to have lost Flynn to only turn around and lose you too. It's a pain that can't be described - it can only be felt in an excruciating detail.
I miss you, Phillip. We miss you. And we love you. We love you so much. And we always will.