To my Grace, First off thank you. Thank you for filling a hole in me I didn’t know I had for over 10 years. I found you at a Petco when I was 17 and ever since you’ve been by my side. My little cuddle bug. Our story began in Canandaigua, you were 6 months old. You filled up my home in a way I didn’t know I needed. Since then we have moved together eight times. You came with me to Brockport, you witnessed one of my lowest. It was always a light to see you when I came home. You loved belly rubs and would lay on your back for them. When I would come home upset or had a bad day you’d let me cuddle with you all night, wrapped in my arms, purring away. We went back to Pavilion and I was off to the Marines. You stayed with your new mom and I missed you everyday. When I came home it was time for us to go to North Carolina. You were a NC girl for sure, you got to be outside almost year round, climbing trees, running into neighbors yards, making us chase you to get inside. From here we moved once more before heading back to New York. We packed up quick and headed home. You talked almost the whole way, and we finally made it to Rochester. You were with me for the passing of my dad, and my nanny. You were my stress reliever, I felt such ease with my arms wrapped around you and head buried into your fluffy self. Your smell was calming, I would lay with you for hours. The way you’d pop into a room and jump up for snugs. Or make the sweetest sound if we bopped you while you were sleeping. You’d head-but us if we put our heads down for you. You begged for food when we ate but would never actually eat anything we gave you. You’d sneak into our rooms at night to snuggle all night long. We found our forever home, and it will always be missing you. I’m not ready for our story to be over and I’ll look for you in everything. You filled a spot in my soul I didn’t know was empty. Grace Lynn, meemaw, little mama, I love you so much. I’ll miss you until the day I die. Find my dad and Elliot, and sit tight. I’ll see you soon.