I don’t even know how to start this post. Unfortunately, we are dealing with the loss of our amazing Ruthie Goosie. She has been the backbone of our family for over 15 years. Through everything we have gone through, she has always been there for all of us. Especially as we are still experiencing some ups and downs, her presence is missed so much. It’s not even the big things, it’s the smallest of things. Things like not having to rearrange pillows on the couch so she can have a couple of places to choose from or having her hoover up some dropped food always seem to make me cry.

I’ve struggled with loss my entire life. Not just family, but far too many friends. It’s always the smallest things that remind me of them and bring that loss rushing back. Whether you haven’t seen them in years or you woke up to them every morning, the loss is real. It’s felt in different ways and there is no right way to cope. I’ve found for me, I spend a couple of days in absolute despair, then I just gotta keep on keeping on. I have learned to cherish experiencing moments that make me cry. While the memory of the loss is always crushing, it gives me a chance to remember someone I loved that much.