For My Sweet Muse Snooki

There are moments in life when everything feels gently held in place — and then suddenly, it isn’t.

This is one of those moments.

I want to share, tenderly and with love, that my sweet Snooki has moved on to her next great adventure. She passed on November 30th. She was almost 16 years old, and for all of those years she was my constant companion, my quiet shadow, my muse. Her decline began in October, and it was fast and cruel. Snooki had a way of making everything feel as if it was exactly where it belonged. With her near, the world felt aligned, safe, and complete.

I miss her more than words can hold.

In those final weeks, I spent most of my time holding her, comforting her, and loving her through the sudden changes as she went blind and deaf. All I could do was be there — to make sure she felt safe, cherished, and never alone.

Because of this loss, I haven’t quite been in my studio the way I usually am. My creative spark has been dim, not gone — just waiting, I hope, for me to find it again. Snooki was always there while I worked, watched, dreamed, and made. Without her, everything feels a little out of place, a little quieter, a little heavier.

I’m trying — really trying — to find my way back to that spark.

At the same time, the condition of our country and the upheaval all around us has weighed heavily on my heart. There is so much sadness in the world right now, so much uncertainty, and it’s hard not to feel uninspired when grief seems to echo everywhere, both personally and collectively. Some days feel especially tender, as if the world itself is grieving alongside us.

I ask for patience as I navigate this season of loss — as I learn how to live with grief, how to find my new normal, and how to rediscover my light. I know it’s still there. I believe it will return, perhaps changed, perhaps softer, but still meaningful.

I also know I am not alone in this. So many of you are carrying your own heartbreaks, struggles, and private battles. Please know that I see you, I hold space for you, and I pray for peace, healing, and resolve for all of us.

Snooki, my sweet girl — I hope to see you again someday, in that other world, wherever it may be. Until then, thank you for the love, the companionship, the magic, and the sense of belonging you gave me every single day.

I will keep going. I will keep creating. And I will keep believing that even after great loss, beauty and meaning find their way back to us.

With love and hope, Lesli AKA Auntie Glammah