Call Her By Her Name

For the entirety of Cocoa's life, people constantly misspelled her name when referring to her, even if 98% of the time the spelling was literally RIGHT IN FRONT OF THEIR FACES. It has always bothered me, and there was a 50/50 chance on whether or not I corrected people. It all depended on the situation. There were times I just didn't bother because I just didn't have the energy to do so. Picking my battles and all that. Grief changes a person. In some ways, it shortens their fuse. Or maybe it’s that I now just have little patience for a lot of things. I wasn't patient before, but now I’m even less patient. Anyways. We recently made our announcements on social media about Cocoa’s passing. This was something I dreaded having to do, which is why it took us 22 days to finally say it publicly. We have our reasons for doing it, one of which I’ll explain at some point, but that is not the point of this post. In our post commemorating Cocoa, we got a lot of comments, as expected. We clearly…