Dean - Wie das Leben eben spielt

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Dean: Dear Eric, I'm so sorry for your loss. I know Nicholas was more than a cat, he was a good friend and he offered you great support. Losing him probably feels like losing a part of yourself. I've been there. In the coming months, you might feel more lost than you do now and you might feel like you need to run away from all the heaviness for a while. Maybe you'll fly across the country to escape the pain, and maybe while you're away you're dad will go and sell all of your cat furniture, the last real link you thought you had to Nicholas. It might be hard to understand now, but maybe your dad did it because he just needed to do it to move forward. I wish there was something I could say that would make you feel better, but the hard truth is that Nicholas is gone, and there's nothing that will bring him back. Not old cat furniture, personal belongings, or even voice messages from him that you've carefully saved. Nothing can replace him, but that doesn't mean you won't be okay again. You know, when you lose someone, it can make you feel so alone... But there's one thing I've learned: if you really love them, you never lose them. Especially if they had a strong spirit. Anyway, here's a copy of my new book. I can't say it holds any answers, but maybe it'll give you a laugh and that's worth something. Take care of yourself, buddy. Your friend, Dean.