Loss of a lifelong friend
She entered my life at the tender age of 4 1/2 and was my ever present friend. Her fur has held 20 years of tears and she has nuzzled my legs through a lifetime of cramps and heartbreaks and illness and love found and lost. My friend, my companion, my Tiger passed away this afternoon in my sister's arms while I was gone to Chicago. If only I had held her one more time, let her out in the sun a little more, realized in my heart that sooner or later this day would come...but now I am just so sad. It is like losing a secret part of myself. And the one person that I want to run to and find shelter in is off limits and far far away in so many ways. I think I need to find Caroline. And I need to call Amy like I always say I am going to. I need my "old school" friends back in my life.