I am having trouble believing I am writing this, but our beloved Moochie passed away this morning. He was so incredibly loved, and such an important part of our family, as so many of you know. I will post more when I can wrap my mind around this, but I am simply broken; we all are. I know he is finally reunited with my dad, and for that, I’m grateful.
I am also so appreciative of the support I have received over the last few days. This is one of the hardest things I’ve had to deal with and every single part of my life is now different. Nobody urfs when I come home or gets excited just to be close to me. There is no little face looking at me when it’s time to eat or go out. There is no little body taking up half the space on my bed. My constant companion is gone and it’s a hole that I don’t think can be filled. Moochie made everything better. He was a part of every aspect of my life. His picture is all over my classroom. He is on the handouts I pass out; the powerpoints I show. He is the character of “Tramp” in my novels. He is my heart and I will forever miss him.