I want to dedicate this post to Murfy, my soul dog, my baby, my shadow. I lost him almost three weeks ago, and it has been the worst pain I’ve ever felt, bar none. My heart aches so deeply that sometimes it feels hard to breathe when I remember he’s no longer here.
Every morning, I wake up thinking about whether I rushed things, wondering if there was more I could have done. But I know that’s just my grief speaking.
Murfy joined my family of one in 2012 when I moved into my first apartment, it was just him and me. It feels so strange now, doing everything we used to do together without him. Day trips to the beach, working from home and glancing over my shoulder to see him napping, road trips from Maryland to Florida every year to visit family/friends, feeling upset and having him rest his head on me, staying up late on my computer and seeing him peacefully asleep in his bed.
It’s incredibly hard to imagine life moving forward without him, but I’m taking it day by day, and it’s slowly getting a little better.
I’ve never experienced a loss like this before, and I’ve found that I’m the kind of person who needs to be alone to grieve. I’m sorry if I’ve been distant ❤️
Murfy gave me 12 1/2 years of unconditional love and the deepest bond I could ever ask for. He will always be in my heart. Please do me a favor and hug your fur babies, our time with them is too short.
Justine Lemton 