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Yes, & I can't wait for them to sprout up some more & really bloom!
How lovely, a little pot of tulips! Being in the pot they should last nicely too.
Yes, & I can't wait for them to sprout up some more & really bloom!
How lovely, a little pot of tulips! Being in the pot they should last nicely too.
Grief is like that with time, and days, all getting messed up. A month really is not that long ago.
Ivory sounds like she was really beautiful. She was blessed to have you care for & love her the way you did, coming from the past she did, as you mentioned.
Funny thing about grief: it doesn't really care who it affects and it most certainly doesn't care if you're suffering from previous grief beforehand. Before I had the honor and pleasure of having my sweet Midnight in my life, I had a wonderful snow white kitty named Ivory. She was a little alooff, kind of shy and withdrawn, having been abused by her previous owners. I adopted her after seeing her eyes, so clear and blue and beautiful, peer right into my soul, and I just could not resist. I worked hard to gain her trust, and in her lat 15 months on this island earth, I think I gained a great majority of it. I used to watch her sleep, and sometimes, she had night terrors, and watching her go through this was hard. She'd wake up, get her wits about her, then come over to me, and I'd just hold her for a while, however long she needed it, whether that was 5 minutes, or an hour.
She became lethargic and sickly, and one day I took her to the vet, scared to death of what I might learn, and sure enough, I discovered she was suffering from renal failure, as well as feline HIV. Towards the end, she stopped eating all together, and one day, I watched her fall on my living room rug, and cry out in absolute pain. She looked at me with that pain in her eyes, and I just knew I couldn't let her go through this anymore. I called my vet, and she agreed that it would be the most humane thing to do to let her cross the Bridge. I held Ivory in my arms as the meds put her to sleep. She breathed three more times, then I felt her body slacken, and I knew she was gone.
It's been over 35 years since her passing, yet yesterday as I was driving to St. Louis, this came back to me with a vengeance. I had to pull over, and I cried like a baby. I take comfort in knowing Ivory doesn't hurt anymore, and is happy, playing with Midnight (I just know they'd be great friends), but it is true, when an event of that magnitude occurs, we always seem to remember the very last moments. This is neither wrong nor right, it just is what it is. Grief is a quiet thing, but it sure packs quite the punch.
You are right, every day is different. Most days, I am fine now, but once in a while, something will get me. I know when I order & then get the urn in, & have to go through putting his ashes in it, I will be emotional.
My mom bought me some flowers yesterday, since it was one month. It just doesn't seem like it has been a month now.
Thanks Eric, that's what his scrapbook kind of is. All pictures throughout the time I had him. From the first picture I took of him sitting up on the porch railing, to many, many more over the next 6 & 1/2 - 7 yrs.
The scrap book is a great idea; that sweet boy needs to have his story saved and shared. RIP sweet Angel
Thank you so much Eric. Yes, there are times it's not easy, & would be nice if I had someone here with me. "Just another part of being single." I guess I can do what I do is because I know I did everything I could.
Kelly I don't know how you do it, I am shedding tears looking at Angel's stuff. The Urn is beautiful and the saying is so appropriate. You did everything you could have and I know if it required more you wouldn't hesitate one second.
@Angels mommy...It is beautiful, especially the paws on top, and saying with photo.
Truer words were never spoken. Kittens is the one my husband picked out. Cedar box with her foot prints pressed into the top. There are even little bits of hair from between her jelly bean toes. I was there when them were pressed into the clay.
@Angels mommy...It is beautiful, especially the paws on top, and saying with photo.
Aww Thank you so much. That was very sweet & touching. I know he is here with me, but I haven't felt him yet, & am hoping for that.
Dearest Kelly,
I have never been more touched, than when I read how you told Angel all the things you wanted him to know in his last week.I just can not stop crying. I had to move rather suddenly and was off line for a month. Then I learned what happened to Angel,I so wanted him to pull through.Your love for Angel has really reached all of us deep inside. Nothing can possibly compare with all the love you gave to Angel,he is there with you now as nothing can overcome consciousness or energy.Although you can not see Angel he is there. You will be feeling touches of him telling you that he is there and watching over you.Angel will be with you forever,holding the most precious place in your heart. He knows how much you loved him,and did everything you could to try and save him. Your strength of character is more than I could muster,for I have to have an animal with me to care for. I understand that you need time to pass until you are ready to love another cat. I think that getting two kitties is a wonderful idea. There will be two kitties waiting to have a wonderful cat mommy like you I think about you and wish all the healing power in the universe to help you.Of course no other cat will ever replace Angel. He will live in your heart for eternity. You will be reunited with him.The love that you gave to Angel is unsurpassed by any. You are a beautiful loving person and you will love kitties again. Love to you and Angel in heaven at the bridge. I hope to be reading that you will be adopting some lucky kitties as soon as you feel it will be the right time.