Arya was like my first child. In so many ways, we were so much alike, in ways I can’t even begin to explain. I loved her more than words could ever express.
Unfortunately, she was diagnosed with a terrible disease, one that meant she would never get the chance to grow old. For the two years leading up to her passing, I did everything I possibly could to find a way to treat her, hoping that somehow we could have more time together. But in the end, I still had to say goodbye.
A part of me is still angry at fate for giving us so little time together. It feels so unfair, and I wish things could have been different. But as much as it hurts, I know there’s nothing I can do to change what happened. All I can do is slowly learn to accept it, even if my heart never truly will.
I’m still completely heartbroken. I still can’t believe she’s gone. Everything happened so suddenly, and I wasn’t prepared for it at all. I still can’t bring myself to talk about that day because it hurts too much
Thank you, Arya, for coming into my life and becoming such a big part of it. Thank you for being my baby, my family, and so much more than I could ever put into words.
Mami loves you more than anything, and I always will and we will find each other in every lifetime. 🤍🐾
