12/02/2025
I know when it rains, it pours — but I honestly don’t know how much longer I can keep holding everything together. I wish life would stop throwing things at me for just a moment. I don’t know what I did to deserve all of this.
I’ve been staring at my phone for the past two hours trying to write something, but nothing felt right. Since Mojo passed in my arms on Saturday night, my mind has gone numb. I feel frozen in time… like I’m here, but not really here. This feeling is beyond sadness — it’s something I can’t even put into words. Is this what grieving really feels like?
I’m not new to losing someone or something I love, but this time hits differently. Mojo, I miss your bright blue eyes. I miss your silly little moments that always made me laugh. I miss everything about you. I love you so much, and I’m sorry I couldn’t save you. I don’t know how to move forward from this. Rest in peace, my sweet boy.
It’s Thanksgiving — a time when I’m supposed to feel happy and grateful — but right now I feel the opposite. I know everything happens for a reason, but this one…I just don’t understand.
I am so thankful for you, .in.saradise, for being there with me that night while my heart shattered into a million pieces. Thank you for helping me lay Mojo to rest.
