Not a story. Not a short story. Not a series of poems. Not a series of songs. Just a way to start grieving in a healthier way. Or maybe not so healthy. I don't think grieving is ever really a healthy experience for anyone.
Dedicated to my darling, precious baby, the one who helped me smile at the times where I had thought I couldn't. Dedicated to my puppy, my little Pencey prep, who is now frolicking across whatever boundless fields Paradise holds, or whatever Rainbow Bridge her joyous soul has always belonged to since the beginning.
I love you so much, baby girl. I miss you. We'll reunite together, whether it be in this life or the next, soon.
This one's for you.