07/28/2026
One month.
Thirty days without you, and somehow it still doesn’t feel real.💔❤️🩹
Grief is a strange thing. Some days we smile when we think about the way you’d curl up beside us or successfully steal food from the kitchen counter. Other days, the silence where you should be is too much to bear and the tears don’t stop.
We still catch ourselves looking for you in all your spots and beds, waiting to hear your little raspy meow or your continuous purrs, or expecting you to come running the second you hear treats or a wet food can open. We still keep your warming mat on the corner of the couch, your very favorite spot, and your favorite water bowl in its same place. We have an entire shelf dedicated to you with your clay paw print, cards, candles, urn, your toys, photos, everything Jasper. There’s also a custom blanket we were sent with your photos on it that mum sleeps with every night. We even had a pet portrait of you painted that’s hanging in the living room.
The house feels emptier. Our hearts feel heavier with each day. There are moments when we still forget you’re gone, and then the reality hits all over again. The loss of you has left a space in our hearts that will never disappear.
You weren’t just our cat, you were family, our bravest boy. You were comfort on the hardest days, joy in the smallest moments, and a love that can never be replaced.
We miss your sweet face, your gentle spirit, your long tail, and everything that made you so uniquely you. We would give anything for one more cuddle, one more purr, one more day.
Thank you for loving us so completely. We hope you knew just how deeply you were and are loved in return.
We carry you with us every single day, and we always will.
We love you forever, our sweet Jasper. Until we meet again. 🐾🖤
