Dear Max by Diana Ceres

Dear Max,

I hope I was right and that you have unlimited access to catnip and tuna now.

Do you miss us?

I try to fill the void in my heart with laughter, chocolates, and assorted trifles.

I even had a boyfriend for awhile.

He didn’t last.

They rarely do.

The pain of breaking up with someone pales in comparison to the vastness of your absence.

I think you would like Austin.

Feel free to visit any time.

I would be honored to be your mom.