On Sunday it was two years since Mousie passed away. I think about her often, and was in 2 minds as to whether I should post or not. Grief is a strange thing. on the one hand, you need to grieve as it is a process. You also realise that at some point you have to let go and move forward, which I, as most people have (reluctantly) tried to do.
Then there is the other side of grief, where it is a given that you must hold on to your memories, because that is what you have cultivated with those who have past. Memories are supposed to bring you happiness, but ultimately they bring you sadness, so grief is a lose/lose situation!
As with everyone, so much has happened in the last 2 years. There is definitely a void where Mousie was once. I do not do any pet-sitting anymore, as that part of my life is gone and I don't believe it can be re-created. I have found a cat friendly street near my locale, and always make a diversion in that direction when I walk home, so I can have a catch up with the local kitties, so there are a few new furry faces in my life.
In this pic, she is in her beloved garden on a summers day in 2012. She is having so much fun and looking up at me.
I look up to the sky and think of her, hoping she is pain free, and at peace.
Thinking of you Mouse, 2 years on.