Catastrophe

MickeyMouse

Looking at his pictures
gently touching my monitor
I want to feel his warm fur -
And tears fall.

His paw on my face
and his hugs I remember -
unconditional love by my side. 
Time has passed
I have waited
and waited. 
He’s gone.
Inside of him
is a part of me -
lost.
I have been grasping a balloon
filled with hope
I don’t want to let it go.

5 Responses

  1. You are breaking my heart! I am so sad for your loss. I hate losing a fmaily member. Cats, dogs, any pet becomes a part of you. It is so sad when they don’t come home.

  2. There is nothing worse than an open ending. I may be too close to the situation to think otherwise but without any closure, it’s hard to move on. Mostly, his unique and human-like presence resembled … or fulfilled the space of an unborn child. He was that to me; he participated in my life much like a child. I can’t seem to stop the waves of guilt and remorse – they crash into me, leaving me weak and without will. I recover, regain composure…. pretending it’s not an everlasting impact on my life.

  3. I have had cats all my life, and losing one is unbearable. I still question myself about a cat who died years ago (if I took her to the vet sooner, if I did this, if I did that) and it is difficult. Someone told me to focus on the love I gave them while they were with me, and that helps (because all my cats have been extremely spoiled!)

  4. wow….. that was a good one….

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