So I just left the P.O. Box. Saturday’s like the day that I can kind of get there, you know? And I’m overwhelmed, again, with love…

Every time I check that P.O. Box, I think I’m ready. I think I’m prepared for what might be in there. But today—just like the last few times—it hit me like a wave I didn’t see coming. The love you guys send, the words, the memories, the thoughtfulness…it’s just too much to explain in a simple sentence. CC’s followers—you—are truly something else. There’s really no way to sum it up besides: you’re amazing.

The grief has been heavy. Some days, I feel like I’m walking through molasses. Other days, I can breathe a little easier. But then I get to that mailbox on Saturday, and suddenly, I don’t feel so alone. I open that little door, and what spills out isn’t just mail—it’s support, it’s stories, it’s compassion from people I’ve never even met face to face.

Today, there were so many cards. Piles of them. Each one holding a piece of someone’s heart. Some shared how CC made them laugh. Others told me how she reminded them of their own furry family members. A few just offered simple, quiet comfort—“thinking of you,” “you’re not alone,” “take your time.” And then there were the packages—so many thoughtful things I’m not even ready to open yet. I want to give everything the attention it deserves.

Please know that I will read every single card. I’ll go through each one, slowly, probably with tears in my eyes. That’s just the reality right now. But I want to honor the time and love you put into them by giving them my full attention. If you’re wondering if your message matters—it does. It really does.

This community, this love—it’s holding me up in a way I never expected. Grief has a way of making the world feel so quiet, so cold. But you guys—CC’s army of hearts—you’re the warmth I didn’t know I needed.

So thank you. Thank God for you guys. You’re helping me get through this shit, truly. Your kindness, your memories, your love for CC…it’s lifting me on the days when I don’t think I can keep walking.

Just give me a little more time. I promise I’m going to read it all. Every letter. Every card. Every message. I love you guys more than I can say.

From the bottom of my heart, thank you.

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