On January 25th, 2021 , Jodi and I lost our boy Ollie.
He was almost 11 years old.
I started writing this almost three years a go. I could not bring myself to write for the longest time. I have not written since Ollie passed a way. I have really missed writing but, losing Ollie was devastating for me. I was lost for a long time and am finally in a good place to start writing again.
Ollie was everything to me. He loved my unconditionally. Regardless of how I was feeling mentally, he was always there. Despite struggling with my gambling addiction, he was always there. He knew more about me than anyone. I could confide in him and never feel judged or alone.
We lost him during covid so we were unable to be there in the room with him when he was put too sleep. Saying goodbye to him was brutal and that day was one of the hardest days in my life. I lost a part of me that day. I still think of him daily and will never forget him. He was my best friend, companion and he gave me the strength to push through darkness when it came.
Ollie, I could never replace you. You were one of a kind and will always be missed. I hope you know how much I loved you. You helped shape me in to who I am now. I want to make you proud and know that your love for me will always carry me for the rest of my life.
I know you are at peace. Rest easy Ollie. Pops will be ok.
Love you forever
