Last week we lost our Boston terrier. A chronic illness turned acute. What I thought was a routine trip to the vet turned into The Talk.

I held our little girl as the vet helped her go to sleep and told her: “It’s ok. You can rest now. We love you so much, but you don’t have to fight for us anymore. Lay down and sleep. It won’t hurt anymore.”

I’m glad Jake is surrounded by people who love him. I’m sure they’re telling him the same things. And I’m also sure it’s harder for them to let go of their beloved husband and brother than it will be for him to close his eyes and finally rest.

Sending much love his way, and also theirs.