I lost my writing partner this week. It’s natural, I know, the whole life and death thing, and I was lucky enough to have her by my side for more than thirteen years. But I miss her. And nothing will ever be the same without her. We had so many moments together – our fist and our last, and millions in between. Like the time I had to protect her from a charging goose; the way she greeted me and my husband after our wedding; and the months she spent on high-alert, watching over the kids when they were babies.
I wish I could have one more moment with her, happy and healthy, chasing squirrels in the backyard or snuggled up to my side on the couch. But that’s not how this works. So I’ll remember her often and soak in the final lesson she’s leaving me with. Life is full of change – some happy and some so very sad – and it’s important to live every moment so you are left with no regrets. Stop and listen. Really look into one another’s eyes. Appreciate. And most of all, love. Life is all about feeling – the feelings we send and the feelings we receive – so it’s important that we make each and every moment, each and every thought and feeling, each and every word and action, count.