Griffyn Ekman

How to even begin to describe how much you meant… The best friend for the last 17 years, and now you’re gone. We’ve already lost so much this year, and now you. There are not many things that truly matter, and now there is one less.
You were so much work to take care of, with all your illnesses, but you still gave as much as you got. We would have continued to do anything for you, for as long as it meant we got to have you around. You were the best thing. Now your empty bed feels like a hole in the floor.
You left this world like a raggedy old love-worn stuffed animal, who had all the fluff hugged out of him… because you were. The most constant comfort and consistent reassurance through good and bad. You were always there. Always.
There is something more profound to say about your passing. A better way to thank you for everything… But it’s unlikely we’ll ever find right words to tell you how important you were, to do all those years together justice.
I love you