Furever and Always
To the boy who showed me the true meaning of unconditional love.
WHY I MADE IT
Fifteen Years, The Quiet
Jackson was mine for fifteen years, and then he wasn’t.
I had thousands of photos of him on my phone and no idea what to do with any of them.
I made this instead. Fifteen years of a small dog with strong opinions, turned into pages I can still sit with instead of just scroll past.
Not something that can bring him back. Something to help me stay a little closer to him, one page at a time.
"Something to help me stay a little closer to him, one page at a time."
what's inside
A Look At Furever and Always
The cover, the pages, the love.
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"You had one spot on the couch. It was the warm one. It was always yours."
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"Furever and always, Jackson. You were the best one."
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"Grumpy at everyone else. Soft, somehow, only with me.
THE REACTION
Just Me and the Book
There was no one to hand this one to. I made it for myself, and there’s something different about sitting with a book like that alone.
The first night it arrived, I colored one page. Just the couch page, his spot.
It didn’t fix anything. It just gave me somewhere to put my hands while I thought about him, which turned out to be its own kind of good.
“Furever and always, Jackson. You were the best one.”
— The Closing Line of Furever and Always