I threw the stick the same way I always had, without thinking twice. It was part of our routine, one of those simple moments that never felt important because it happened so often. The kind of moment you assume will repeat itself tomorrow, and the day after that.
Luna took off running, just as she always did — full of energy, joy written into every step. Her tail was high, her eyes bright, and her heart completely open to the world. Watching her run was one of those small joys that made everything else feel lighter.
Then everything stopped.
There was no sound, no warning. The air grew quiet in a way that didn’t feel natural. It felt heavy. Final. The kind of silence that makes your heart drop before your mind understands why.
Luna never came back.
In that single, unbearable instant, my life cracked open. Her heart gave out without warning, and it felt as though mine shattered right alongside it. There was no time to prepare, no chance to say goodbye the way I would have wanted. One moment she was full of life, and the next, she was gone.
People sometimes say, “She was just a dog.” But Luna was never just anything.
She was my calm when everything around me felt chaotic. When the world became too loud or too demanding, she was there — steady, present, and asking for nothing more than to be near. She had a way of grounding me without words, reminding me to slow down, to breathe, to be present.
She was comfort on the days when joy felt far away. She didn’t need explanations or answers. She simply stayed. And somehow, that was enough.
Even now, her absence feels loud. Her bowl still sits where she left it, untouched. Her bed still holds the shape of her body, as if she might return to it at any moment. These small, ordinary objects have become reminders of an extraordinary love.
And though Luna is gone, her love hasn’t learned how to leave.
It lives in the quiet moments, in the habits we formed together, and in the space she carved into my heart. Love like that doesn’t disappear — it settles in, becoming part of who you are.
Luna didn’t just walk beside me through life. She taught me something about loyalty, presence, and unconditional love. She showed me that happiness can be simple, and that companionship doesn’t need words to be powerful.
Sleep peacefully, my sweet girl. 🕊️
You weren’t only loved.
You were love.
