In memory of Sean

My good boy. I love you so much. I really miss. And I still can’t come to terms with it. I often cry, but you are not there to console and support me. Carolina constantly asks me to do something so that you can be found. I didn't tell her that you are no longer with us. My chubby boy, I was not alone with you, you understood me on a subconscious level. Forgive me my baby. Mom has been through a lot in recent months and I didn’t save you. We love you, my fluffy bun.

by Diana Vykhrytska