December 25th will be eight years since Biscuit, my very first cat, died. And today, the 23rd, I’m missing Panther, who died in my arms this day in 2008.
I promise not to mention my late cats on Christmas day, but I just wanted to get this yearly December sadness out of my system before then.
Thank you for letting me cry on your (virtual) shoulder.
BEEattitude for Day #437:
Blessed are those who mourn for those they loved, for their tears shall wash away their sadness.
