A note from my heart.

Last Sunday, we said goodbye to our young cat, Harley. He was only with us for a short while, but his presence left a lasting mark - playful, curious, and full of life. We rescued him eight years ago, and he filled our lives and home with so many joys and comforts that we'll cherish and carry with us for a long time to come.

Losing him so soon has cracked my heart open in ways I wasn’t prepared for. Grief has a way of reminding us just how deeply we’ve loved. He was a sick kitty, over the last 6 months, dealing with diabetes, asthma & pancreatitis. His poor little system was just done on this earth.

I share this not just to honor Harley, but as a gentle nod to anyone else carrying quiet losses right now - the ones that don’t always get spoken aloud. The love we feel, even for the tiniest souls, is real and wide and worthy.

May we all remember to cherish what’s here while we have it, and to let our hearts be soft enough to grieve what we’ve lost.