Capote
This tribute will never do you justice my little man.
I chose to name Capote after Truman Capote because I love the book and movie Breakfast at Tiffany’s (also Charlotte goes on a date with a man called Capote Dunken in the pilot of Sex and the City, a silly reference I know).
It was immediate love. He was trusting, happy, curious and always in the mood to cuddle. Our first couple of years felt like a dream. I couldn’t believe how easy it was to be his mom, how welcoming Capote, in particular, was to friends and family. T Money was a bit more complicated, but I loved him just the same.
When I left my marriage, Capote was there every moment. On many occasions I would end up on the kitchen floor of my house, sobbing and sad. I was a mess. And Capote sat with me for every moment I was on that floor. That’s when it hit me, this baby boy cared about me in a way that I didn’t even care about myself (at that particular time). He loved me all those days I was on the floor when I was deep in my actions, feelings and emotions. Unconditional love. That’s what he gave me then and now.
And then something magical happened. Bryan came into the picture. T Money was not as welcoming as Capote, who was ecstatic and were immediate buds. And eventually T warmed up too (after many random attacks 🤣).
I can think of so many moments… All of our Saturday Mornings; hungover and happy. Bryan unable to finish his coffee or breakfast because Capote needed to perch on the right side of Bryan’s shoulder. The evening routine when I was getting ready for bed and Capote flopped over in the hallway hoping Bryan would give him a little spanking. Capote sneaking into Bryan’s office when he was video gaming. So many memories.
The joy that they have brought each other has been the loveliest thing to witness. Capote and Bryan forever. ♥️
In November he was diagnosed with congestive heart failure and prescribed meds. Then Capote got sicker than we originally thought at the beginning of December and he stayed at OVRS for four days. It was horrible and T Money was scared and sad. We were all scared and sad. But he found the strength to get better so he could come home and be with the people that love him most. He loves US the most.
My brave baby boy.
Now we’re here and it feels too soon.
He loves people. He loves bearded men. He loves butt smacks (thank you Erin for that discovery). He eats too much food, he can be a bully and will fight T over the heat from the dryer (God forbid he SHARES the space with his brother). He purrs on command-just say his name and he’ll do it. He can’t stand when we’re watching tv and not giving him enough attention. So his solution is to stretch on it🤣.
He feels so much and loves so deeply and I’ll mourn him in a grateful way today, tomorrow and forever.
So much has happened in the (almost) decade I’ve been his mama. He bore witness to all of it-mourning an inevitable separation from my high school sweetheart, finally divorce, falling in love, landing a job away from Starbucks and then receiving a couple of promotions, buying a house, getting engaged. It went by in a flash and it’s been amazing. I’m grateful for my ex giving me sole custody of T Money and Capote. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart.
Capote-We had the best time together and I’ll always carry your love with me. You were happy, mischievous, chill, and cute. And I’ll never forget how clumsy you could be. Remember when you knocked a French press onto my arm and gave me second degree burns and an incredible emergency hospital bill-I’m so glad I have those scars now. It was painful but damn-you really didn’t see it there when you jumped!🤣 and then you comforted me through the recovery!
I love you my baby boy. How lucky I am to have been your mama. Thank you for being there for me through everything. Thank you for your beautiful heart. Thank you for plopping over this afternoon for an extra butt smack. You always knew how to comfort us and in that moment we needed that extra memory with you.
Wherever you are-Buddy, they are lucky to have your friendship and love. Because it’s 10 out of 10. You are a legend and we miss you. T Money has lost the best brother. We will never forget you, Capotes.
Love Always,
Mom & Dad
I chose to name Capote after Truman Capote because I love the book and movie Breakfast at Tiffany’s (also Charlotte goes on a date with a man called Capote Dunken in the pilot of Sex and the City, a silly reference I know).
It was immediate love. He was trusting, happy, curious and always in the mood to cuddle. Our first couple of years felt like a dream. I couldn’t believe how easy it was to be his mom, how welcoming Capote, in particular, was to friends and family. T Money was a bit more complicated, but I loved him just the same.
When I left my marriage, Capote was there every moment. On many occasions I would end up on the kitchen floor of my house, sobbing and sad. I was a mess. And Capote sat with me for every moment I was on that floor. That’s when it hit me, this baby boy cared about me in a way that I didn’t even care about myself (at that particular time). He loved me all those days I was on the floor when I was deep in my actions, feelings and emotions. Unconditional love. That’s what he gave me then and now.
And then something magical happened. Bryan came into the picture. T Money was not as welcoming as Capote, who was ecstatic and were immediate buds. And eventually T warmed up too (after many random attacks 🤣).
I can think of so many moments… All of our Saturday Mornings; hungover and happy. Bryan unable to finish his coffee or breakfast because Capote needed to perch on the right side of Bryan’s shoulder. The evening routine when I was getting ready for bed and Capote flopped over in the hallway hoping Bryan would give him a little spanking. Capote sneaking into Bryan’s office when he was video gaming. So many memories.
The joy that they have brought each other has been the loveliest thing to witness. Capote and Bryan forever. ♥️
In November he was diagnosed with congestive heart failure and prescribed meds. Then Capote got sicker than we originally thought at the beginning of December and he stayed at OVRS for four days. It was horrible and T Money was scared and sad. We were all scared and sad. But he found the strength to get better so he could come home and be with the people that love him most. He loves US the most.
My brave baby boy.
Now we’re here and it feels too soon.
He loves people. He loves bearded men. He loves butt smacks (thank you Erin for that discovery). He eats too much food, he can be a bully and will fight T over the heat from the dryer (God forbid he SHARES the space with his brother). He purrs on command-just say his name and he’ll do it. He can’t stand when we’re watching tv and not giving him enough attention. So his solution is to stretch on it🤣.
He feels so much and loves so deeply and I’ll mourn him in a grateful way today, tomorrow and forever.
So much has happened in the (almost) decade I’ve been his mama. He bore witness to all of it-mourning an inevitable separation from my high school sweetheart, finally divorce, falling in love, landing a job away from Starbucks and then receiving a couple of promotions, buying a house, getting engaged. It went by in a flash and it’s been amazing. I’m grateful for my ex giving me sole custody of T Money and Capote. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart.
Capote-We had the best time together and I’ll always carry your love with me. You were happy, mischievous, chill, and cute. And I’ll never forget how clumsy you could be. Remember when you knocked a French press onto my arm and gave me second degree burns and an incredible emergency hospital bill-I’m so glad I have those scars now. It was painful but damn-you really didn’t see it there when you jumped!🤣 and then you comforted me through the recovery!
I love you my baby boy. How lucky I am to have been your mama. Thank you for being there for me through everything. Thank you for your beautiful heart. Thank you for plopping over this afternoon for an extra butt smack. You always knew how to comfort us and in that moment we needed that extra memory with you.
Wherever you are-Buddy, they are lucky to have your friendship and love. Because it’s 10 out of 10. You are a legend and we miss you. T Money has lost the best brother. We will never forget you, Capotes.
Love Always,
Mom & Dad