I have knots in my stomach and throat. I can’t breathe. I can’t do this.

Rest in peace Gracie.

I painted your nails like you always loved so you looked great going out, blue looks good on you. You had ENDLESS amounts of food yesterday from me and millions of pats and tummy rubs.

I’m crying right now, because you’re gone, but I know you were in pain, your tumor had gotten too big and painful for you to even lay down. So with that, I will see you again. Be good.

I love you.