I cried (wept) last night from 3:15am until ~5:30 am because Achilles jumped off the bed and was wandering around our bedroom so I thought she was losing her eyesight because she’s getting old and is going to die soon. I can’t imagine my life without her and I cried (WEPT) for 2 hours without pause. 

I told Christopher this morning and he only laughed because “we have black out curtains - of course she was lost. It’s pitch black.” 

This story just to prove how much I love her. It’s very real and intense for me today