Until We Meet Again

It is said that death is not the end, but the beginning of a new adventure. Only, it doesn't feel that way to those of us left behind. 

Over the weekend, I had to say goodbye to my sweet girl, Luna. It happened so suddenly and unexpectedly. On Wednesday, we went for our walk around the neighborhood. She sniffed a lot of stuff. Peed on EVERY mailbox. Barked at a squirrel. It was a good day. 

Thursday morning marked the beginning of the end, and by Saturday afternoon, she had crossed the Rainbow Bridge. She passed peacefully at home, surrounded by everyone and everything she loved. I would like to tell you that I take some small comfort in that knowledge, but it would be a lie. 

For 14 years, she was my constant companion. We have lived in 2 states, 3 cities, and 3 different houses together. I brought her home at 8 weeks old in 2010. I started writing my very first book only a couple of months later. She has been by my side through every book since.

In the end, she had far more white hair than brown. She couldn't hear. She had cataracts, arthritis, and only a dozen teeth. None of it slowed her down, though. She was stubborn, feisty, and full of sass. She was definitely the queen bee of the house. 

She was smart and maybe a little manipulative. She always knew exactly how to get her way. Above all, she was fiercely loyal. I miss her every single day. Sometimes, I even think I hear her little feet padding down the hallway, only to be struck with grief all over again when I realize that's a sound I'll never hear again. 

I won't lie. I'm struggling. Nothing feels the same without her, especially writing. So, please understand if I have to push back the release date on Curses and Casualties one more time. I promise I don't make the decision lightly, but happily-ever-after feels a little beyond my capabilities at the moment. 

Hug your babies tight and give them extra snuggles and treats tonight. I know Luna would approve.