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Coping as best I can with that cat-shaped, aching hole. Others have it so much worse, I shouldn't whine on, but it helps a bit to vent, so just skip this, if you don't want to see maudlin crazy cat lady stuff:
I dreamt last night that Amazy was alive, and had two kittens. Two my annoyance, they were fluffy-coated asthma bombs like her, but I was going to keep them.
This morning, I was thinking of how I miss her, when I  came upon a display of Harley Davison-themed biscuit tins. Thought about how a long-dead human friend would have liked them, and nearly had a sobbin' slob paroxysm in TK Maxx.
Oddly, it seems an unusual number of friends and neighbours on and off-line have suffered animal bereavement in the last week, not to mention those actually  losing  close humans! *Sigh*
I watched FIFTY SHADES OF GREY, as I thought it might provide a laugh, but it was too dire to even be particularly funny. Jeez Louise. Marginally better than what I read of the book, though,(about two pages-).
Managed to keep doing my lil' 'workout' every day, despite all the emotional anguish, but sill not drawing or doing anything constructive.

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Lee, write what you have to say, don't worry about us. I'm glad Amazy came back to visit. When Isha passed, there was a night about three days after she was gone when I was sleeping, and I felt her jump up on the bed and settle up near my feet. I think she came back to say goodbye.

I still have the odd drop-in from Wotan, who died some years ago.
Thanks for the empathy.

Share all you want and don't worry about other people- we can read it or not read it, but writing will be good for you. I wish I were closer so I could come round and help with cat shaped hole stuff. I had to get someone else to deal with all Bernarda bedding and bowls etc when he died. Thinking of you xxx

I remember when Bernard died. Such a sad story. When it's so sudden,itdoes seem to make it even more traumatic.

Grief is grief, and loss is loss. Amazy was a sweetie. A fluffy-coated asthma bomb, but a sweetie.
Hang in there.

Talk about it whenever you like. Thinking about you, wish I could help somehow.

As time goes by it will get better, but I don't think that the hole in your heart ever completely closes.

Talk about your Amazy as much as you like; I think that it helps with the grieving process

Hugs you

The hole last for a long time, but eventually the good and not just the loss.

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