Obituaries

Ace was my shadow, my comfort, and my heart outside of myself. He greeted me in the mornings, checked on me when I needed it most, and loved me in a way that felt constant and true. There was something special about him—something soft, intuitive, and deeply present. He didn’t need words to show love. He just was love. The house feels different without him, and I feel that absence deeply. But I also carry everything he gave me—every moment, every look, every quiet piece of love. Ace, you were beautiful, bright, and so deeply loved. And you always will be.