Counting breaths, tracing comet tails : Day 01
The morning is a new day. A fresh start. And a hope for a better one.
The morning is a new day. A fresh start. And a hope for a better one.
I had hoped I would never have to write something like this, especially after the years spent crying over the passing of my beloved Nibbles. But souls find each other for a reason, and I believe in the one entrusted in our care.
We adopted the love of our life today. ♡