| | Loss is something we all deal with in different ways. This morning I had a great loss in my life and a dreaded sense that I was being prepared to lose something else. This morning, I found my cat, the one I was there for right after he was born. He was left as an after thought of a careless an uncaring speeding motorist. Anger. Frustration. Great loss poured over me until it felt as though everything was closing in on me. You see to some this may seem silly. But it is not. Understand me please, my Rascal has been a stability in my life. He has been there through my illness and never asked me why I was grumpy or even questioned my tears. I had to let him go today. The ironic thing is that the last time I was able to hold him he wanted down, but I held him close and told him I was not ready for me to let him go. My mom says there is a lesson God is trying to show me through this. Right now however, it only seems like a cruel punishment He is reminding me He does as he wills regardless of our feelings. I am scared. My Papa who I love dearly, everday is being weakend but the brute strength of my Mama's alzimehers. ITS NOT FAIR!!!! But then the little voice inside me saus-but it never is is it? |
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