Still missing her

It seems that this post might belong on Stray Coffee Breaks, also. Up and awake again, and writing, in the middle of the night. I fell asleep in my recliner before 11 o’clock, Thursday evening, light still on and the computer in my lap.


2 thoughts on “Still missing her

  1. As a narrative, your writing is effective. As your experience, this becomes more precious. You write so poignantly about the delicate and indelible nature of moments and then our remembrance of them. My friend of nineteen years, my cat Hannah, I relented to have put down nearly three ago. I still see her. I still miss her.

    Yes, thank you for placing this sharing here. It resonates. I hope you and Al and the Scampers are very well.

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    • Our animal companions are sometimes our refuge from isolation, I think, when there are no strong bonds of family or friendship. We owe them an easy death when possible. Al and I have said good-bye to five. They are a tangible consolation. So sorry for your loss. Thanks for your note.


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