Saying goodbye to my best friend is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do Last month I said goodbye to my best friend. I’m still a wreck to be honest.Orion left this Earth peacefully, being held by his favorite person, and in the place he loved most – his backyard.Orion was my bony bag of elbows, my playful goof, my soft and expressive floppy ear. He was the source of my greatest joys over the years. I never felt alone because I always had him by my side. Orion taught me many things, patience, unconditional love, the power of silence, resilience, respect. He was kind, polite, a true gentle giant – sometimes I felt I didn’t deserve such a perfect dog.Orion watched me evolve throughout my 30s. We went on many adventures and also spent many quiet nights enjoying each other’s company. He never played with a single toy, no matter how many people bought for him, but he always loved to run. Running was how he played, so we ran and chased each other a lot over the years. I will miss his infectious joy, his playful nature, his cuddles, and the way his sweet, big, expressive eyes would look at me. I’m still struggling to imagine my life without him.A message to my boy: It was an honor and a privilege being your mom, my sweet boy. Despite the challenges you faced, we navigated the world together, and you found a safe space in my arms. You’ve taken a giant piece of me with you, but letting you go was my final gift and act of love for you. I will miss you and love you forever and always, my sweet bubba
