Thursday, September 15, 2011
I am so thankful that Tarzan and Cheetah had the chance to build real relationships with you, knowing you mean so much to them has helped me to mourn openly. If a wave of emotion hits, Tarzan can truly know the great loss I am feeling. Cheetah speaks of you regularly, and he keeps that beanie baby kitten you gave him sitting on his dresser. It nearly kills me each time he wishes he could see your face again and give you a hug...what I wouldn't give for a chance at that myself.
You were always a constant in my life, ever present, ever loving. One of my first soild memories of you is lying in a twin bed (with you in the one right next to mine) and talking with eachother until we fell asleep. When I was scared you would hold my hand, and give me your glow in the dark rosary to help sooth my nerves. The last time we talked I told you how scary it was to watch you leaving me, and you grabbed my hand and said, "I know you are scared but I can't be here just because you're scared...I did what I was suppossed to do". You were my compass, a place where I could always find my 'true north' and I fear I may be lost without you