To my most special boy, Lynx,

I still can’t believe you’re really gone. You came to me when you were already 12, this quiet little soul, and from that very first day, you completely stole my heart. We were so close to making it to your 19th birthday next month on October 19th. It physically hurts that we didn’t get to blow out those candles together, but I am so incredibly grateful for the seven beautiful years we did get.

You were just the sweetest, gentlest boy. The house feels completely empty without you. I keep looking around, desperately missing those big green eyes watching my every move, and the silence here is deafening without that wonderful little raspy meow of yours. Nobody else had a voice like you. I’d give absolutely anything to hear you complain or greet me with that raspy little voice just one more time. Kitty Mojito and Nyxie are doing their best to make me smile.

You loved your mama and daddy so much, Lynx, and I hope you felt that exact same fierce love flooding back to you every single day. 

You weren’t just a cat to me. You were my shadow, my comfort, and my absolute favorite part of every day. You were my most special boy, and losing you has left a massive, aching hole in my heart that I am struggling so hard with.

Thank you for trusting me with your golden years. Thank you for the headbutts, the best cuddles and kisses, and for just being you. I miss you more than I even know how to put into words.

Sleep tight, my sweet boy. Mama loves you so, so much. Always. Please, please come visit me in my dreams and let me know you are ok. Maybe then, I will finally have some peace.

I can’t wait to see you one day 💓