Last week, my old kitty Bub, died. He was only thirteen and suffered from diabetes. He was my "fat cat", "the meatball". He suffered many a changes in his life, and took each in stride. He was as cheerfull, talkative and as good natured as ever, even up to the day he died. I miss you.
Shit. All this death and loss and stuff really has me feeling BAD. I got sick, had to stay home from work, cry at the drop of a hat. I feel like an empty vessel. I have nothing to give. I have nothing to say.
3 comments:
Oh what a beautiful soul. You gave him a wonderful life! I'm sorry for your loss.
you are not empty and you have more to give than you could ever imagine.
Steph you have lots to give, death is very hard. It can not be turned back. Death is stronger than life. No one can win. You can only live when you are alive. You have given much to you mom and I. I love you very much. Death in March has always been terrible. It is now April we are able to survive for anther year.
Love Dad
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