my beautiful little girl

I think Cassie is dying.

I've been with her the whole day. I held her on my chest in bed for a long time. She felt so light, it was as if there was nothing there at all. I got her to drink some water, to eat some vanilla ice cream this morning. She didn't look good, and I want her last time on Earth to be full of her favorite things.

She looks so tired. I told her it was okay to go if she needed to; I stroked her head for what felt like an eternity as I whispered, "Go to sleep". I told her grandpa would be waiting for her in Heaven, that she has nothing to fear. I prayed to God that she doesn't suffer, and that she dies so that she doesn't have to be euthanized in the vet clinic, a place she always feared and hated.

I love her so very much. She is my heart, and I don't want her to suffer. She's a little angel. Cassie taught me how to love.