Moving On
It’s hard to let you go Bao, but I know that I must try. It’s been more than 50 days without you here, and yes, I still don’t know how to live without you by my side. I thought you’d always be there … waiting for me …
I accept that you’re gone, otherwise I wouldn’t be in such pain. I try to dedicate myself to my work, doing everything I can to the best of my ability, for you Bao, to honor your memories. Even though you’re not here, I’m sure you would want me to move on. I’m still grieving for you, you are worth every tears and pain, and this is my way to move forward. This kind of wound takes time to heal. I promise you, I’ll make it through … someday. You left a mark in my heart, I want to keep it to remind me that I felt at my best when I was with you. I have faith, this is not good bye, when it’s time, I know, I’ll see you again.
You were born as a dog, but you died as a best friend, a partner, and a special family member.



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