In the early morning hours of November 1st, 2025, my world shifted forever. My soul cat, my sweet baby boy Widget, lost his brave battle with GI lymphoma, just two weeks after his diagnosis.
Everything happened so fast that it still feels like a blur. Two weeks isn’t enough time to process, let alone prepare for, a loss of this magnitude. One day you’re navigating a frightening new medical reality, and the next you are facing a quiet house and a devastatingly empty space in your heart.
I cannot keep writing about it. My life is darker and I want to burn this whole damn world down.