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Joanie
"ben.goren" wrote in message
ups.com I know this isn't much of a memorial, but I think it's probably the closest thing to permanent I'll be able to manage. My friend, Joanie, died this evening, in my arms, and by the hand of a veterinarian, Dr. Ivanna Hummel-Bodak, who also loved her. b& I'm so very sorry to hear this. We'll keep her in our thoughts and prayers and light a candle for her journey. Helen M -- Posted via Mailgate.ORG Server - http://www.Mailgate.ORG |
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Joanie
Thanks, everybody, for all the purrs. I appreciate them very much.
I'm doing okay, but it's been...hard. I come home...and there's no cat. I look under the chair before I push it back...and there's no paw or tail there to be careful of. I re-fill a glass of water after I have a drink, set it down on the table...and there's no cat interested in drinking from it, too. I make dinner for myself and get ready to set out fresh food and water for Joanie...and she's not there to eat or drink it. There's a loud sound outside, like somebody tossing something in a dumpster...and there's no cat needing reassurance. I get ready for bed...and there's no cat needing a vigorous workout if I'm to have any hope of an uninterrupted night's sleep. I lay in bed...and there's no cat on my chest or near my feet. I turn over at night...and there's no cat to disturb. I wake up in the morning...and there's still no cat anywhere near. I see a bird out the window in the morning...and there's no cat to notify of the fact. There's a patch of sunlight on the floor...and no cat to lay in it. I dump a load of laundry on the bed...and no cat to lay in that, either. I leave for work...and there's no cat meowing and purring at me, pleading with me to stay just a few more minutes. And all the rest of the time, there's no cat needing a face massage or ear rub or something shiny waved not quite out of reach or a foot or a hand for a pillow or.... ....anyway, I know I'll heal. I'm already doing better...but I've got a long ways to go. When something reminds me of her, I try to make it a point to remember just how wonderful that something was, rather than dwell on the fact that I'll never have a chance to experience it again other than as a memory. But, still. It's hard. b& -- EAC Memographer BAAWA Knight of Blasphemy ``All but God can prove this sentence true.'' |
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