10/21/2026
Afternoon everyone. You all are observant as heck. Many of you have caught me crying the past few days and don’t believe me about being ok. Because you care you have offered to cancel daycare to give me time for whatever is going on. Love you guys, but I do advocate I promise. Here’s what’s up because today I got: “you ok? Who died??” And thankfully it was said to me not the family.
The past few months we have been managing our senior baby in heart failure. Unfortunately, heart failure inevitably leads to a complete failure of the heart…no matter how you manage it. Nature’s going to always be nature. The past several days we have been processing as a family-now is his time. We have been more chatty, more aloof, more emotional, and more MIA from socials. Just more. Because none of us are ok. And that’s ok.
Shadow has been the one to greet every foster, every daycare baby, every vacationer over his 14 years. He’s the first one to the door, the first to make a friend, and the first to alert everyone it’s time for meals. He has been one to alert me of my blood sugar, one to keep me company after paralysis, and one to nuzzle my face when I’ve had a bad day. He’s a stoic old man who is very set in his ways, but always down for an adventure even if it’s to watch from the sidelines.
Our big guy carried his mama through some horrific trauma in ways I could never repay him for, but he also reminded me to laugh at myself and the world around us more than a few times. We have been lost in our own world the past several days, with sleepless nights of crying and comforting each other, while also trying to make sure we do so many fun things with his friends. It’s just hard to bring myself to edit them and post.
This weekend we will be having family time while we say goodbye to our big beefcake and maybe share a little bit of our journey to say goodbye when we are ready.
We have supported so many of you through the loss of our friends, your babies, grieving along side you. Now is our time to help Shadow reunite with your loved ones where he can run free and eat all the m&ms and chocolate cake he could possibly want.
So if you see tear streaks, hear the sniffles, or question why I’m even crazier lately, this is why. Grief. And that’s ok. Please never feel ashamed for being in the moment or embracing your emotions. It’s a healthy part of life.
Thank you all for being a part of his story and allowing him the opportunity to make so many wonderful friends. You have truly made his life much more meaningful and enjoyable.
🫶
Casey.