Little Boy, my cherished pup, entered my life as a surprise gift from my fiancé, who proposed and suggested we adopt him in one breath. Our dreams of having children were taken away from us, and Boy became our little family, filling our lives with joy. Two weeks before our wedding, tragedy struck, and I lost my fiancé in a car accident. Devastated, I clung to Boy as my lifeline, but the heartache continued when he, too, was taken from me - hit by a car while returning home. He was half-blind since being born and he did not see the car approaching. The pain is indescribable; I lost both my loves. Both to car accidents. Many urge me to focus my grief solely on my fiancé, that Boy was just a dog, but I can't. I loved them both profoundly and Boy was not just a dog, he was our baby Boy. Feeling misunderstood, I found solace here, reading the heartfelt stories of others who've experienced similar pain. This community has become my haven, a safe space to grieve daily, reminded that I'm not alone in my heartbreak.