I think my very first baby is taking his last breaths.
Iāve known this day was coming for quite a while. I mean, Iāve had him for almost three years now, so heās an old man. Heās grown less active and tends to stay in a few spots all the time. Now, heās just laying on the sand breathing heavily.
Three years and Iām still unprepared. Losing him feels like losing a connection to who I was in the past as well as simply losing a beloved pet. He was always a constant through so much change and transformation in my life, but now he wonāt be there. I know heās ājust a fish,ā but he holds a special place in my heart (and always will).
Itās going to be weird not having that tank on my dresser anymore. I decided that I would not be getting any more fish after him because in about a year Iāll be heading to college. I hoped he would hold out until the end of my senior year so I could have my little friend all throughout high school, but I think heās just tired.
It hurts, but I know heāll be in a better place. He can finally get the rest he needs. Itās his time, and all I can do is make him comfortable. I hope somehow he knew how much I loved him.
To Neptune. I love you my grumpy boy.
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