I found out today that my sweet, furry, chunky "Baby" died. She had cancer and was subsequently put to sleep. To say I am grieving is an understatement. The loss of three cats (and dear Alley in particular) in 5 months is overwhelming. Initially, I cried for her. She was so very cuddly and sweet. After the end of my marriage she was my bed buddy-a warm little body cozied up next to mine. I am not sure what gift or life lesson there is to to be learned by experiencing so much pain and loss in such a small time frame. I am okay. I work hard to keep peace and centerdness in my life today (albeit it's been a rough couple months). I feel honored to have known Baby and to have played a small role in rescuing her. She rescued me too. A lot of tears were shed while she sat comforting me. I'll never forget that huge gift she gave to me. I wish I'd been there...one last purr and to say goodbye. I will heal from this. I am sitting with the pain....remembering to lean in rather than out. Perhaps that's God's plan-maintain peace while walking through grief. Thank you God for the honor of meeting such a sweet soul. My dearest please say hello to Alley and Max for me. I miss you all.
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