Salvador and I have been on quite a journey together, this little dog and me. Life threw us some curveballs over the years — more than a few — and he was there for every single one of them, right by my side, steady as anything. That’s what he was. My constant. My little shadow. Whatever came our way, I’d look down and there he’d be. I know I should count myself lucky. Fifteen years is a long time, and every one of them was a gift. But I won’t pretend I wasn’t selfish about it — I wanted more. I always would have wanted more. That’s the thing about a love like his; no amount of time ever feels like quite enough. Run free, my beautiful boy. Mama loves you and misses you with her whole heart. But I know — I really do know — that we’ll find each other again.