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Sunday, 23 September 2012

Bereft.

I think that your passing is simple;
not easy, but a release.
But then it rains.
And I realise you can't feel it.

The wind blows, cuts across my face,
pulls my hair into tangles.
And I realise it will never catch your sweet face again.

Then, suddenly, I know the meaning of "gone".

9 comments:

Beedeebabee said...

Sending hugs, Helena. xo

Angel and Kirby said...

Oh, Helena, I know how you are hurting. Sending lots of soft purrs and hugs!

Di said...

Oh Helena, my heart goes out to you - as you know. The tears are a form of release and although it sounds a bit trite are all part of the grieving process.

I promise you the hurt will lessen, your heart will ease away from that awful pain of feeling it's been totally broken, and bit by bit the sun will shine again.

Happier memories will become more forefront in your thoughts and slowly Scooter will become a very sweet and happier memory. He's at peace now and you couldn't have done anything more than you did.

Time will prove to be a friend even though it feels so awful right now, I promise.

Thank you for your sweet comments on my blog today - thinking of you and sending hugs.

Love, Di xx

MISS PEACH ~(^.^)~ said...

my precious friend Helena...I know how dreadfully hard it is for you right now to get through your days...but slowly the sun will come out again and with it the warm memories of your times with Scooter. How you cared for him and how he loved every moment of your tender care. Age becomes the enemy with time...I fight and dread that right now in my own life. I long for another kitty to fill Dennis lap but at the same time wonder if I can be strong enough to care for it. I feel like my cup is full to the brim...but then it might just run over into the saucer...and I might be glad of it...
I hold you close because I know that pain...not a day goes by that I do not yearn for my Peachy...not a day. She gave me an era of life that I just can not leave sleep.
Holding you close....Karla
kjacks 2011 AT gmail DOT com

Blue said...

Those word are so true.
Sorry but no matter what friends say the loss stays. Time does heal however to me that special connection lost never does.
I hope you don't mind but I've borrowed a photo of Scooter for my blog, another friend lost her sole mate too on Saturday and both of you are so caring, creative & devoted and dear friends I wanted to write something.

MorningAJ said...

I like to think that he's still there watching you, but you can't see him. Sometimes I think I catch a glimpse of my old Spud, who's been gone seven years.

Take care. It does get easier. But it'll take time.

Planetsusie said...

Hello Helena - I've just popped over from Di's blog. I wanted to say I really do sympathise and know exactly what you are going through. We lost our gorgeous b/w cat Ebony (she had cancer)on 6 Jan this year and we told her sister Misty that we didn't want her to go anywhere for years. Unfortunately she had a stroke on 14 February and didn't recover, we felt she missed Ebony just too much. We still had our feral cat Buster living in the garden, we fed him and gave him a shelter, he was so butch and macho but he became ill, lost weight and died on 15 August. Believe me things do get better and the days get brighter but on occasions when things happen that would have affected them we miss them so much. I am crying now as I type this, I am so sorry for your loss and all I can say is that when things do get better - and they will - you will laugh about things Scooter did just as we laugh about Ebony, Misty and Buster, we still love them as much as ever.

Big hugs to you. Sue Pass xxx

CherryPie said...

*hugs* xx

ABBY said...

((((hugs)))