Life is about a series of decisions, and I just made the worst one in my life. It cost the life of my cat.
I cannot understand why god always takes those we love and need most away from our life? Either by death or by keeping us apart?
Anyway, every morning is the hardest for me. I am saddest especially when being alone, seeing all around me with memories of her, the gait, the sound she made, and every little detail.
My hubby said last night: it's just like we lost our own baby. And indeed, it is. She is so unique and so dear to us. I told him, if she could live up to the day we have a little boy, the boy would complain to him about his mother: Why mummy treats our cat better than me?
Yesterday evening I walked past a shop playing a song from Johnny Cash. No idea why, his dark, lax, baritone voice somehow has a soothing effect on me.
I wish it was a heavy rainy day like today, which it would have made it impossible for me to carry you to the vet, and you would be still sitting beside me, gazing upon me and reaching me with your little paws.
If only I could turn back time. And if I given the only one chance to make a different decision, this would be the one. I would stay at home, with you, we would take a nap again together. Just as peaceful as ever.
I cannot understand why god always takes those we love and need most away from our life? Either by death or by keeping us apart?
Anyway, every morning is the hardest for me. I am saddest especially when being alone, seeing all around me with memories of her, the gait, the sound she made, and every little detail.
My hubby said last night: it's just like we lost our own baby. And indeed, it is. She is so unique and so dear to us. I told him, if she could live up to the day we have a little boy, the boy would complain to him about his mother: Why mummy treats our cat better than me?
Yesterday evening I walked past a shop playing a song from Johnny Cash. No idea why, his dark, lax, baritone voice somehow has a soothing effect on me.
I wish it was a heavy rainy day like today, which it would have made it impossible for me to carry you to the vet, and you would be still sitting beside me, gazing upon me and reaching me with your little paws.
If only I could turn back time. And if I given the only one chance to make a different decision, this would be the one. I would stay at home, with you, we would take a nap again together. Just as peaceful as ever.
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