If only I knew š¾
This is the last photo of me and Chuck cuddling each other. If I only knew that it would be the last time, I would have held him longer, kissed him more, and given him all the time I had. I have so many regrets because I wasnāt beside him when he took his last breath. Sometimes, I canāt help but think heās upset with me for not being there. I wish I had skipped school or training that day just to be with him. Every time it rains, I think of Chuck. He was buried in the ground because I couldnāt afford cremation, and it breaks my heart knowing that I couldnāt give him the goodbye he deserved. I still cry sometimes, especially on days when my mental health feels heavy. Losing him made me realize how grief can quietly stay with you, even when you try to move on. But I remind myself that Chuck knew how much I loved him. He was more than just a pet, he was my comfort, my peace, and my safe space. Even if heās no longer here, a part of him will always stay with me.