This place is called the Rainbow Bridge. It’s a resting spot where I remember my pets who have passed on. According to folklore, the Rainbow Bridge is a peaceful corner in heaven where beloved animals wait in ease and joy until they can be reunited with the humans who loved them.

I like to imagine that over there, their bowls are always full and water fresh, and a wide open field where they can run wild and play together. Whatever pain or sickness they carried in life is gone. They’re healthy and full of energy again.

I truly believe they’re happy there, except that they must be missing a very special human. (And yes, I’m tearing up while writing this). This page is dedicated to my best friends. I love them, and I miss them soo freaking much.