I don’t want to live in this world if he’s not in it.

I miss Linus so much. I’m so sad. I cry every day, usually log off of work and just go to bed and cry. I haven’t laid on the couch since July and with the exception of sitting on the edge of the couch the night before my surgery, that entire side of the couch…

I wonder if I’ll ever be as happy as I was when he was alive. I miss his meows so much. I’m grateful I took so many videos. I hope he’s not mad at me.

I’ve been having some really whacky, unhinged and often upsetting dreams the last few weeks. This morning I woke up crying for Linus and even patting the bed while I called out for him. But he’s not here. And he’ll never be here again and I’m having such a hard time coming to terms with…

“If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger.”― Emily Jane Brontë , Wuthering Heights A friend got me this beautiful painting of Linus. I put it next to the bed bc Linus and…