You know the one. The house sounds different. The food bowl is still there. You find yourself walking toward the place where they always waited, and then remembering, and the loss lands again — as fresh as the first moment.
You have probably been told, gently or not, that it was "just a pet." That you should be over it by now. That grief this deep is disproportionate.
We want to say something directly: the people who said that were wrong.
Not just pastorally. Theologically. Biblically.