I've always been a private person--especially when I'm grieving. I've seen 3 cats slip away from me in less than 10 months. How am i suppose to wrap my head around that?? When Emmy passed away I actually felt like I had stepped out of my body and was watching the whole thing like it was happening to someone else. It was another wound on top of other wounds that hadn't healed yet. How much can one person cry and scream? When will it stopped hurting? I just feel empty now--I can hear the wind blow through my soul---there's nothing there anymore...
Am I not meant to ever love another cat again? I don't think i can stop that kind of love--I don't want to. But how can I bring another cat into my life without the fear of losing it too soon?
See I hate self-pity and I don't want this thread to sound like that. I just had to share some thoughts going through my head lately. I do want to thank all of you for the love and support during this recent walk through Hell. It would be a lonely battle without you guys!!!
Am I not meant to ever love another cat again? I don't think i can stop that kind of love--I don't want to. But how can I bring another cat into my life without the fear of losing it too soon?
See I hate self-pity and I don't want this thread to sound like that. I just had to share some thoughts going through my head lately. I do want to thank all of you for the love and support during this recent walk through Hell. It would be a lonely battle without you guys!!!