You can pray, scream and beg the universe with all that you are for an outcome, but sometimes it's not enough. Death is something I can hardly wrap my mind around. Though this isn't the first time its hit my family. Buster opened my heart and taught me to trust. I had been meaning to go see him, sadly for years. But I kept letting life get in the way. That's my fault and I'm so sorry for it. I hope he knows how loved and missed he is. How the memories of him will never leave. He's the reason I opened my heart to my own fur baby and I'm forever grateful for that. Whatever you believe in, my brother could use all the good thoughts. He's lost his best friend and I can't imagine the pain he's in.










