The saddest day has come and gone with the loss of my beloved Ernie. March 11th.
It's more of a shock that he's not here anymore. New habits to form; old ones to break. I feel as though I'm forgetting something important... an important deadline or a medication that I was supposed to take with not having to constantly worry about his care. I know what this feeling is and logically everything makes sense, but my heart cannot reconcile that with what my brain is telling it.
I'll stumble across a reminder of him and crumble under the weight of sadness. I miss him terribly. I find some comfort in knowing that someday I'll see him again in Heaven... but as that is so very far away, I'll have to grieve and learn to move on without my companion. My love bug. My Ernie-cat.
|Flowers from a co-worker to cheer me up today.|
This blog serves a purpose to highlight the beauty in life. Sometimes beauty is in sadness and in grief though...and it's also in the celebration of life, or of life past.
I don't want to talk about the details right now as it's still so raw for me, but I will share pictures of him soon. I've got some amazing pictures and some video clips that I want to lock away in my memory box of a blog.
He was no ordinary cat. He was a gentle, sweet, affectionate, loving, intuitive, sensitive cat who always somehow knew what to do to make me feel better. At this precise moment, he would be laying on my back, purring and kneading my shoulders.
RIP, my love.